This poem is unfinished
It has something to say.
Its not like other poems.
It doesn't try to be the best,
At rhyming
Or flowing
Or making people sigh
if it did
It might get caught
In a world of unclear identities.
This poem is not what
I thought it should be
When I started it
It seemed to hold the key
To some great revelation
but I found out its like me.
Still learning,
Unfinished.
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