Poetry

It releases the words from my mind and heart I cannot simply speak but imply my feelings in a certain way.
It is our story of life, sorrow, happiness, and joy. The cycles, beginnings and end.
It is our soul on a piece of paper as the words spill from our lips, speaking a language we cannot hear but take in and feel.





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