Flight Of Poets
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But why?
Are words not in order?
Is there tears of rain?
Think a while
Before the plight.
Is language away?
Selfishness, all
In grey.
Long and light,
The journey to the moon.
Heart beats
Longer and linger.
Speak not anything more,
Without any point core.
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