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english idioms poem poetry

In the realm of creativity
A knight resides with pen in hand
Unleashing tales untold and free
From the depths of his wondrous land

With words they paint a picture bright
A masterpiece of pure delight
Their poetry flows from the heart
A work of art, a precious part.

A dozen thoughts, a dime a piece
From left field they come with ease
With words they paint pictures
Rhyme and metaphor their brushes

Dreams come to life at night
Under the cover of hushes
With words I paint pictures
Dreamier than fairy tales

My imagination soars, As my pen never fails.

My name, my name is King Of LawAll Rights Reserved

english idioms poem poetry

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THIS ISN'T THE RACE BUT I STILL TAKE THE FIRST PLACE
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THIS ISN'T THE RACE BUT I STILL TAKE THE FIRST PLACE
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