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poetry, a song of hatred, love, unity, and so much more to the world.


expressed in such few lines and stanzas.


i marvel at those who can express themselves so freely,

while i am confined to a little black journal and a pen.


maybe one day i will be able to fuel the jets that start the outgoing, perky personalites

i see so many people have.

however, until then, i will stick to my little black book,


writing tales of the stars, and those who align with them.


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