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I would not consider myself a poet, but here is a poem I wrote last year that I am actually happy with. This type of poem is called a found poem.
A Gentle Breath of Hope
In a deep song voice, with a melancholy tone,
she spews gusts and thunders
that can cut so badly.
There will be things I cannot do at all,
I walk in blackness and I stumble and fall.
Yet, having learned the living sea contains
patches of standing water.
I didn't believe that I would cross that bridge.
Where the arm had been torn away, a wing grew.
Not every seed finds barren soil,
not all the wings of dream are broken.
Now I'm standing on the other side.
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Just follow your heart.... believe in yourself.... look deeply in to your soul....
...Sorry, I don't know what came over me there. You can just think of a name if you want.
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