Poet after poet
We always get better
Time after time
We always spread apart
Or stick together
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Our life is like a script
Waiting for the next page to be known
Your mind is like a Diamond
But your heart is so bright
Its a reflection of pure gold
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So what part is made of pure steel
Arm's and Limb's hanging off your body
Like there part of cardboard
And Strong stitches of leaves and hard stem's
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My New Feeling