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A foolish thing to steal

Who would ever steal a poem?
What could it avail them
To breath false life
Into the truth laid bare
How do you express yourself
Your truth; your hope and fears
When the point is to find and share yourself
Why be anyone else
We don’t do this for recognition
This isn’t Instagram
So what joy can be derived
From pretending at
Someone else’s divinity
Written by caxton
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