Nowmomentism 4-28-24 #12
Rise above the doubts that seek to bind,
In poetry's realm, unleash your mind.
With each word carved, you carve your fate,
In the arena of verse, stand resolute.
Let the rhythm pulse, let it drive you on,
In poetry's battleground, you've already won.
With each stanza conquered, each line slain,
In the heart of verse, let victory reign.
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