We're all poets.
We're all poets when we express our love and speak our tales of great adventures.
We're all poets when we break free, shout aggression, crumbling into the wind.
We're all poets as we stop and think of what it's like to breathe and to dance and to exist.
We're all poets with our own words, own structure, own flow, own size, own shape, own life.
Everyone who feels, everyone who thinks, everyone who reaches out to touch their desires,
We're all a bunch of bewildered poets.
~ Milo
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Small poetry
PoetryRandom small poems. I don't usually write poems so don't expect much.
