learning between the lines

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A teacher once told me   Poetry is emotion distilled   It’s a feeling Run through the filter of a pencil   The impossibly abstract
Memories of my home rooted deep in a poem The poem that changed my life Taught me the meaning of strife Revealed the secrets of unrequited love
There are times when it seems like My mouth is filled with buzzards And I can't make sense of the words  That come and go like the wind;   Sometimes there is too much wind in my chest
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