No boundaries
Sure you can fly the skies in any weather,
but the flight will not last forever,
and we can only sail so far in the seas-
but poetry has no boundaries.
Contemplation, imagination, creation.
For the soul, it cures.
Through the years, it endures.
So don't feel trapped or forlorn
Poetry is freedom in a limitless form.
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