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?"All these verses I speak,
I personally think them weak,
But they continue on my streak,
Because a poem is a poem,
A little peace of my heart,
Sometimes filling a tome,
So I rate them on a high chart,
Could we think it music?
Only if you so choose it,
That's all I want,
For you to choose,
I won't Taunt,
I know I'm way back like a caboose,
But I'm trying to set loose,
Try and break these chains that bind,
Getting rid of those binds that I find,
I try and fly high with that Dove,
Because she is my Love."





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