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This was an entry for our school paper but somehow they didn't publish it and I don't know why. I like poems, specially when it rhymes, they say rhyming words are typical in poetry but for mine it's different. rhyming words isn't easy specially when the word that you want to convey doesn't sound like the other, and trying a different one can change the whole scenario entirely. So I may say Poetry is easy, but it's complicated. 

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