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A poem that's
Not read
Is dead.
It never
Lived,
Nor felt
The warmth
Of,
Love and Life.
,
Will definitely
Not survive
Becoming
Just a wad
Of crumpled
Paper,
Not even good,
The Poet's tears,
To wipe.
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