FOR BLOO

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In the realm of words, where tales unfold,
Bloo, A friend, in memories gold.
A poet true, with ink-stained hands,
He kindled flames in distant lands.

Disconnected now, the bond we share,
Yet his verses linger in the air.
Through rhymes and verses, he showed the way,
Lit the path to a brighter day.

Bloo, the muse, with eloquent grace,
In poetic realms, we used to trace.
His words, a guide, a gentle cue,
In his shadow, my pen once drew.

Though pathways part, and time may fade,
The echoes of his verses cascade.
In the tapestry of tales we spun,
Bloo's inspiration, forever spun.

Gisoul, Her words beyond her soul.

A/N: He's a poet deserve to have a dedicated poem.

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