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Mar 2019
See, when that first line picks up speed and carries rhythm
Rises off of the page and off of your tongue
When there’s no rhyme but a beat
You feel it in your chest
Everything lifts, everything feels light or heavy
Where words conjure scenes in imagery
There is hope and satisfaction
And release
Kenya83
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Kenya83  32/F/UK
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