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Thankful


One day,

When I had a rough time 

Upon my problem

Or problem finding my identity.

I have one thing that for me,

Where I could see my own reflection.

 

That thing is beyond of words

Beauty, unique, engaging, simple

All of those words are combine together like a formula

Formula that scientists can't ever make.

 

That thing help me to liberate 

All complicated things in my mind 

It also give me a precious lesson 

That I would not get from anyone

I guess I have to be grateful

To know you, my friend, poetry

 

 

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