Poetry runs deep
through in my veins in rhythm with every passing
heart beat.
It is sewed together with
my skin in harmony with
the rise and fall of my chest.
And when people
will ask me,
as they always ask,
I would tell them
that it cleanse
my soul
the way blood
bathe the organs.
.
Thank you for being here.
.
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Happy reading.
.
.
.
Keep smiling 🌸
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