Petals fall,
Roots grow,
How strange is it that we lose and gain,
We are flowers,
Growing and beautiful,
But we can lose it all,
How strange is it that we have so much in common,
How can we be so alike, yet different,
Unique and identical,
We are the identical twins you can tell apart.
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Poetry For the Ages
PoetrySome poetry that just came to me. This is all going to be beat poetry. Beat poetry is poetry where you just write, you can't go back and make any changes. Once you have it, you have it, there is no going back. Think of it like a brain dump.
