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Poetry
"twenty four hours of poetry." when i'm lost, this is where i go. i turn to poetry, when i'm alone. i can speak my mind, without being too cautious. my heart can rest in peace, when i confide in writing. thoughts hand in hand, my perspective every hour. changing like the seasons, my feelings and emotions. everything is measured, whether it is a test or a race. make full use of your time, because it's precious. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ read this backwards. if you will. but careful dear. every hour counts.
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