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Poet Introduction
My life is surrounded by plastic, and I can only close my bedrrom door. To be able to live must have a meaning and I'd like to try having a headstart in the matter. I am, after all, just a curious cat that will not fall easily from The Wall.
Favorite Poets/Writers
Herrick, Shakespeare, and company.About Me
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My Goals
I live in a world where words are rarely spoken,
where dreams are looked down upon,
For the time when my fantasies were broken,
I shall let go and thus fly beyond.
To dream, to sing, to fly,
to scream with all my might,
to make music under the night sky,
and show that I'm no longer scared tonight.
To smile, to frown, to cry,
to contribute with my own verse
and to not regret a thing as I die,
are all to leave the deeps of perverse.
Shall I not gain these goals in life,
could I say I have lived?
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My Goals
I live in a world where words are rarely spoken,
where dreams are looked down upon,
For the time when my fantasies were broken,
I shall let go and thus fly beyond.
To dream, to sing, to fly,
to scream with all my might,
to make music under the night sky,
and show that I'm no longer scared tonight.
To smile, to frown, to cry,
to contribute with my own verse
and to not regret a thing as I die,
are all to leave the deeps of perverse.
Shall I not gain these goals in life,
could I say I have lived?
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