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  • This is not poetry
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    My collection of poems

  • The man who sold the world
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    He was incredibly mysterious. He almost never answeared a question but asked plenty of them. He was complex like trying to solve a rubix cube when your colorblind,which he was. He went by the name of The man who sold the world. She was color. Her name was Iris or rainbow in greek. She was the heart of every party. But...