I travel from pen to paper
From poets heart to readers soul .
I travel from heart
Pass through mind
Arrive at the soul .
And then leave the shore
My journey is so good
It's as tough as wood
As smooth as butter
As sharp as cutter
As beautiful as flower
As clean as shower
My journey is just .
My master's penned wills
For people call it writing skills
Oh ! See while I am telling you my travel
Sorry ,I didn't tell you before , me poetry .
See na ! My master is making my family tree .
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