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Feb 2020
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Writing this poem
At home all alone
Time passing rapidly
Personal growth daily
Changed with age
Hard to remain the same
Feel the sounds Setting a mood
Writing tempo hits highs and lows
Music touches the heart
Tugging at the heart string
Easier to open up show emotions
Be able to vibe feeling from within
Finally processing after collecting
Encounters experiences from the week
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