my poetry journey

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I started writing poetry as someone's lover,
Became a lonesome wanderer releasing his burden on the paper,
Turned to a motivator for the loners, to spread wisdom to more,
And ended up as a bard who wrote melodies to ghosts, as who else listen to these voices up my head, when everyone's too stuck in materialism and rush of daily life, forgetting the inner wisdom and being lost within the magnificent malicious mortal miasmas.

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