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Learn Between the Lines Scholarship Slam

Power Poetry

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A cryptic poem

With poem casualties.

I sit here, write here, and believe that the spirit will change them.

A cryptic, subjective poem

For strangers that might conclude with lottery thoughts or fallacies.

Over-Thinking

Over-Analyzing

Could I make it simple?

The Mirror looked back at me, and told me my cheek has a new dimple.

I guess it didn’t have an answer, that poem was crinkled.

I sit there again

Write there again

But, I do not believe again

The spirit will not change them.

Cryptic words won’t change ‘em.

Maybe, just maybe, a spoken voice with patience will get sympathy

Not poem casualties

From a cryptic poem