Poetry in motion.
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You can’t see what I see
From obscured little views
Portraits of oceans
Bold colors and hues
No bounds shall abide my chivalrous smile
No deed shall arupt my elogant style
I move and I flow
An enigma to most
I weave and I dream
A skeleton’s ghost
I love and I grieve
I pain and I hate
Too much but too little
Not enough but too great
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