What Poets Do For You
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Sandra Feldman
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Poets cry and love too much,
Create new Worlds for you to watch,
Dream of things that cannot be,
Thinking thoughts of Fantasy.
Poets drink a Sacred Wine,
Open doors to the divine,
Poets suffer and as such,
Have of Love, the magic touche.
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