Experimental Poem #1

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Credits to Edgar Allen Poe's "The Sleeper"
Bold - A excerpt from Poe's work



My life could never be considered thrilling.

My mind wants to fly away to anywhere it can go to,

Maybe if I could go away, I would be able to think.

Now make no mistake for I am not poor,

I can leave if I wanted but, these are still dreams of a child.

I want to to go anywhere I can think of,

I suppose leaving could be an option though I hear nothings more thrilling than a life of sin.

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