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My wish for March 21st










I’ve never sung for my supper
But I guess it isn’t too late to start
It’s not just the coffee that I’m 
Aiming for but to be a part
Of something
Bigger than me by far
Urban Solace has soul
And plays a significant role
In the lives of artistes, painters,
poets and writers
Wish I could go there
this March 21st
On #WorldPoetryDay
And exchange notes
With other creative folk.

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