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Poetry, I thank you.


Nothing about it had a flow you see

Actually that’s something I’ll never be

I will never be with the flow of time

I rather be something like the wind

Free of worries even within

It has called to me

And beneficial to me not to be with time

Cuz yours and my time has nothing left to offer me

I couldn’t be something as such

But like wind and water always there for the nutrition of the earth

Your earth, my earth

I flow out and through the routes

Stopping what I can and understand

What is

Knowing that my clouded mind produced one of the greatest thing known to man

The thought and wonders of creativity

That helps me escape from my darken reality

And without this fallacy

Creativity couldn’t be

So

Here I answer to my question I asked poetry

Thank you

For showing me the art in the artist I wanna go farther than

Any man

So

Poetry, I thank you

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