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Mar 2019
we are
living
breathing
poetry
in
motion

We are the muses that haunt others
Late in their silent nights
That are comprised of a
Pencil or pen
Paper
And lingering mind

We are the strangers
That elicited a thought within another
That manifested into a poem

We are the vessels
Of poems written
And poems to come

we are
living
breathing
poetry
in
motion
Diana
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Diana  24/F
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