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I write
I write a poem from time to time
I write a rhyme that may not go with a chime
Why do I write?
Id rather write than fly a kite
In spite
I love how a kite flies
But when the wind goes you see it crashing from the skies
Yes I try and I do ask myself why
Why do I write my feelings?
Is it so I don’t fall of the railings?
And is this railing life?
I write sometimes of what I strive
Not only what I want to drive
I write so I can feel alive
And survive a daily study
So my brain won’t get bloody
And it can stay nutty
I just want to survive society
I just want to have some variety
Take every opportunity
Don’t fall into insanity
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