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We Poets Are by far The strangest ones The ones who see rhyme Where others just see pain The ones who find darkness where Others ignore it for the light The ones who write unabashedly And yet are still afraid to be themselves The ones who are childlike in our intentions But by far more mature in our thoughts and our means We have to be this way, because being a poet Is being strange and paradoxical, like life and death
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Jan 9, 2017
Jan 9, 2017 at 10:13 PM UTC
The Strangest Ones
We Poets Are by far The strangest ones The ones who see rhyme Where others just see pain The ones who find darkness where Others ignore it for the light The ones who write unabashedly And yet are still afraid to be themselves The ones who are childlike in our intentions But by far more mature in our thoughts and our means We have to be this way, because being a poet Is being strange and paradoxical, like life and death
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Jan 9, 2017
Jan 9, 2017 at 10:13 PM UTC
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