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Poetry
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When nothing was fine it was poetry that rhymed; to every goodbye, I cried it was poetry that replied.
When loved, it was poetry that romanced in words to love even more;
When left alone it was poetry that consoled.
To the caged heart,
When poetry ensued every key got unlocked;
Every emotion got inked and
Every bit of love was loved effacing every bit of hatred,
Poetry forever abided beyond eternity with no promises;
Soothing every scrivener’s fragmented soul deeper,
Healing every wound fathomless(ly) -poetry in the universe hanging in the air for beyond eternal!
