freedom.

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People I know so well, Attempt to embrace me, Met with, Half-measured enthusiasm.   Birthdays, Weddings, and festivals Everyone is united,  Shared joy, Feel locked in a room,
What does Poetry mean to me? The words in my head that I can't get out. That's Poetry. My fingers flwing over keys as my head clicks along. That's Poetry. Poetry is me. With a computer. And my brain.
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