Shhhhh
Listen
Listen to the soothing sound of ancient rhymes
A pure sound
Vivid enough to quench your fears
Fiery enough to ignite hopes
It is the sound of poetry
Swift in its flow
Tickling to the ears
Pallatable to the mind
Transforming in its effects
Slowly and smoothly
It trickles from the ancient valves of history
It drips through the present to change the future
Soft splashes
Gentle hits
Gradual accumulation
The change becomes inevitable
That's the sound of ancient poetry
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