Feel It Still, Limitless Passion
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You are,
My poetic storm
Out of kilter,
Out of norm
And out of form,
Free, exciting,
Passion torn
Where roses grow
And verses flow,
Where spirit streams,
Infinite dreams
Where only poets
Want to go,
Where Love is born
Sometimes a rose,
Sometimes a thorn.
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