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A art that is slept on
A world of inspiration the new generation
Might be kept from
Everyone wants to be a rapper
Everyone wants to be a singer
Noone wants to be a thinker
Noone wants to be a reader
The walls of poetry are closing on me
I think I need a breather
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Poetry
They know you when they've found love
I know you as a gift from above
You helped me see the beauty in things
You helped me see the darkness this world can bring
Whenever you called
I'd be first at the scene
You helped me as a teen
You saved me when noone else wanted to intervene
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I thank you for the relief that you bring
I wish I could offer you a diamond ring - Maybe one day
First I need people to believe
In you
In me
And all the poets
Who has dreams they want to achieve
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Lowkie®