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My speech


Poetry is love when I am desperate It gives me a piece of mind. I love poetry, because It is a good listener. There is no right or wrong, just blank lines waiting on me to write my soul's beautiful song. It is my social friend, through love, hate, happiness and pain. Through thick through thin. Poetry is my name, poetry is my friend. It is a peice of me that make me feel complete. My heart, my breath of life, but most of all my freedom of speech. Poetry is my will to go on.
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