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I don't understand most poems
including some of my own if they are qualified to be poems
They simply do not appeal to my eyes
I know the river could turn
the sea could absorb
the fog could confuse
But I like the clarity of the water the most
yet I also play the games against myself
Like water like words
One would so sure to see through
yet the taste differs every time
not to mention the feel from different angles |
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