Poetry

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Prose is just ordinary speech,some other people hope to reach,
began with my undeniable dream,a reason for my varying themes
sometimes feel am in a fog,hard to see due to foggy smog,some
words rise up like a misty day,until the wind blows them away,
some shine bright on a sunny day,plainly say thank GOD;the sky is blue,dark clouds would chase them all from view,the evening gives
a change of scene,stars are bright,some words are light,some
words are long,they may be strong,could also be sad,happy song,
time have come to move along,as words get tired,by their letter'ed
throng,amid,among.
Joe.

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