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Speak Your Mind


You, me, go?

My english is broken english

Like a snail trying to reach its destination

Like a baby has spoken its first word

I'm not a perfection or a pro. 

 

Nowhere to express,

I pour all my thougth into a sheet of paper

Taking my brain out and share it to the world.

I twisted and turned and twirled,

Taking the lead to where the last word will dance to an end

 

Being a Poet is like a key

Every key is unique, so is you 

You are a leader

Speak your Mind

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