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A Poet is Born

My Life came from words made from Love.
My first home was in the books.
All day before I started to talk I had been musing on words.
Till the first day I spoke and it was poetry.
Lo and behold the mountains first listened to me.
Oh! Muse had ignited a fire in me...
The voice through my soul till the papers in the world got scarce.
Now look they said said my mind bled with the blood of muse.
And nothing can stop it now too late a poet has been born.
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