Poetry you are my savior, my retrieve, if not for you poetry my life would wither and leave. we're all so different, so unique and out of line, but Im drawn to you, because my words are not my own not only mine. they are yours and they are all, the voices in our heads every emotion they call. Defined in their parts, but ever so entwined within hearts. Poetry you are the wind of word, connecting the felt and heard, carrying messages ever so personal and unique, but we find connection with the words that you speak. Poetry you are the sonderest message we call, each it's own, but together as all, Poetry I owe my life to thee, for one day you'll be all thats left of me. Keeping my heart alive through my words left behind. In the past all that's left to find... is and always will be... poetry
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