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Ever since I woke up into poetry
six some years ago
lines couldn't find their ends
because nearly everyday is poetry day
But even with that intensity
my poems still barely cover 31 some years
assuming one for each day
So I am still going about it
until line stops
But perhaps you start again
or son and daughter renew the zeal
That's how the spirit of soul
always lives
once lived
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