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You know you stopped me dead while I was passing by while you were inking gold and glancing by; reading poetry you like. Oh my Lord I loved your style and though I hadn't written of this feelings all of my life, I always thought in metaphorical deep formating style. One beastly soul just loved my style becoming a better patrkCham mind. along with other Poets thought of me as different true and wild. Two wolves pretended to even like me in any form As a rich goody two shoes forelorned perceived was I in my skin so wrongly viewed, No sheep but Ram I am! Some even called me weird in dance and song so feared I guess they saw their own greedy eye revered. So as my story in poem flowed like a river rushing to the sea, some poets joined my plea to the sea I longed to join. And as my river ran along diverted its rushing went wrong my river the sea never joined. What's a river flowing! what's a metaphor in poem!, ~~~~~~~ Karijinbba Copy Rights 09-2020 revised.
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Sep 1, 2020
Sep 1, 2020 at 6:29 PM UTC
Liquid metaphor
You know you stopped me dead while I was passing by while you were inking gold and glancing by; reading poetry you like. Oh my Lord I loved your style and though I hadn't written of this feelings all of my life, I always thought in metaphorical deep formating style. One beastly soul just loved my style becoming a better patrkCham mind. along with other Poets thought of me as different true and wild. Two wolves pretended to even like me in any form As a rich goody two shoes forelorned perceived was I in my skin so wrongly viewed, No sheep but Ram I am! Some even called me weird in dance and song so feared I guess they saw their own greedy eye revered. So as my story in poem flowed like a river rushing to the sea, some poets joined my plea to the sea I longed to join. And as my river ran along diverted its rushing went wrong my river the sea never joined. What's a river flowing! what's a metaphor in poem!, ~~~~~~~ Karijinbba Copy Rights 09-2020 revised.
Some poetry makes it to it's destination read by the intended target this kind reaches to the sea joining in.
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F/Ireland-happily everafter
Sep 1, 2020
Sep 1, 2020 at 6:29 PM UTC
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