The Message
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As I tear out these written pages,
Searching for the right morals,
To find some everlasting reward,
Never one to rest on my laurels.
And when finally this finery is found,
People can feel and walk ten feet tall.
Upon reading this message of love and hope,
A message to share with one and all.
One day soon it will be found,
Many poets don't know where to start.
For a message so clear so loved so precise,
Needs to be written from one's own heart.
Bu şiiri puanla
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