O Poets, Excuse Me.
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I am writing the truth,
The whole Truth, here,
According to my own light,
Remember, my dear poets,
You are the lights
You can know, you can feel
Within, everything,
If you so wish,
I see, excessive fondness
In your heart and I am
Telling you the whole Truth
About the life of this world,
I know, you are holy and truth-lover.
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