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When no one noticed me - you did. When no one saw -me you did. When no one listened- you did. When we are together it is my words that create your world. Poetry has reached the depths of my soul because 
If you do not feel anything When your fingers touch a keyboard   You are not a poet   If there is not the slightest rhythm From the syllables stampeding In a Socratic circle
When I am running running from my problems running from the world,  I can  Stop.  And think. And write.  And be free.  And then maybe I can  Stop. And see.  And know
What it means to me.... With each and every word a story is waiting to be heard. From heartaches to heartbreaks I write what I feel. I feel what I write, I'll never be the same again, I can only learn from my mistakes.
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