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Poetry Love


My love for poetry never ends.

Just like the new fashion trends.

Poetry is in the air we breathe.

It reminds me of a living tree.

Poetry is a part of my nature.

It's a thing that helps us all mature.

 

Poetry can teach us to win, teach us to ride,

Teach us to rock, teach us to fly.

Because we wanna learn, where's the lesson?

Poetry can teach us, class is in session.

 

I never thought I'd be able to see

How amazing Poetry can really be

To let a peep hole open to my soul

And let my new love for poetry in and mold me into a girl,

that can never be defined, one that lives, one that flies.

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