We Live

In verse, I found

a meaning. In meaning,

I found an essence. 

Through words and verse,

through lines and meaning, I

lived. Expression became the force that

tied me to the ground while

my head, my thoughts, my voices

floated above in the clouds.

This then became my very

existance, the core of

who I am. through verse, I thrive.  

Together, we live. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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