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Writing Poetry

Writing does calm me
I tend to get so emotional
My heart is like glass
It breaks if there's a high decibel
Inside my head or in the vicinity
My hate for the human race
Does abate
No thanks to any 'human'
Instead to the word, written
It's like a blessing from a sentient being
That falls upon my ears
From deep within
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