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Poet on a string

Here I am once again
Like a poet on a string
Where rhymes tangle between lines
Reminding me of a acoustic without a tune
Lost with content
Unexplained to the next
But understood through the poets eye
Broken glass
Left aside
The stages of growth
Pieces to the heart
Where understanding seems to find the light
Another song to the dreamers delight
Another story written in winter time
Here I am once again
Like a poet on a string
Many faces left behind
Blank, no voice but felt by heart
Reminding me of yesterday’s lesson
And how we remain is hidden in the strings

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