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Inside
Happiness, a peace
A feeling of complete
A song of a bird
Sung once, twice, now a third
My poetry will express
This is how I confess
Every thought
My inner dream
This is the shoulder
on which I lean
A feeling of complete
A song of a bird
Sung once, twice, now a third
My poetry will express
This is how I confess
Every thought
My inner dream
This is the shoulder
on which I lean
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