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An Appeal

Words call out to me 
They sing to me in my sleep 
And wake me out of a reverie
I'm usually in a dream-like state
That's why I write poetry
Bad as it may be
But I love expressing my thoughts
And displaying my creativity
I'd like to learn from anyone
Who has something to teach me
All I ask is that you do it sensitively!

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