July 2, 2017

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THE ONLY STORY I KNOW

A golden leatherbound with golden pages,
brimming with words and loved by all ages.
A poet's legacy etched in paper,
each letter is savored by the maker.

Endless journey through reverie and hell,
nothing can steal the soul's experiences.
Between laughter, tears, fame, and agony,
lies an ancient, flawed story worth reading.

With lines as an abode to the common,
haven of thoroughbred is the poem.
Outcasts will be none as all can feel it—
the only story I know nixed limits.

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