She isn't a real poet, but she loves writing poems.
She isn't great, but at least good.
She isn't the happiest, but at least she's happy.
She loves to express her thoughts in a poem.
She's dreaming that maybe someday, things will fall into reality and looking forward to make it a wonderful story.
She... is me.
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