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A Poet's Desire

I want to write a poem,

I said to myself,

But then I couldn't think

Of a rhyme off of the shelf

That is my brain.

So instead I am here,

Writing about what I am

Not doing- it's rather queer.

However I've found

That I don't really care-

All the poems and sonnets

Can't express the truth, rare

That it is, it is there.

They say that a poet

Can make you feel things

Even before he's wrote it.

But I firmly belive

That first you must read,

And then you can judge

That so tiny seed.

The kernel of thought

That all masters provoke,

May grow within you,

Or your thoughts make revoke.

But in truth I don't care,

All that matters is this, then:

I don't want to say any meaningful things,

My only wish? To write a poem.

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