A window
Poetry is not just words put together.
What I see is an experience
Told with feeling and emotion.
Through a window of words
I learn of their struggle, their dreams, their life.
To live is to learn.
To learn from each other is what we are meant to do.
To grow and share.
What better way
Then through a story more complex than the rest.
This poem is about:
Me
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