Free Flow poem to start off.
Good day. Good morning.
Evening I greet again and yet my words hang l o n g
Maybe short
Like this poetry is something inside screammmmmming to get o u t. .
Maybe one day it will release and forever be glued to the conscious of some well minded scholar
Or a die hard fan
One that remembers everything,
But nothing.
Let poetry speak
But only for the unspoken.
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