A pellet poem
I could not be a song.
Like a snap-shut valise
I should not be a song.
Mood-unfriendly
Don't care to be a song.
Reticent,fairly
Do I dare to be a song.
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in this rush to think out of the box ,I forgot to see whats inside.
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After- I don't know, how much time?- finally, I look at this poem and understand.
And?Have what to say?
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