everyone who's anyone writes poetry, depends who you are, and how you interpret a piece, for ex:
love turns the oceans they wave back in their content splashing into an opened armed beach crustaceans dance across the sand the waves wave goodbye for another starlit night when everything finally seems right ^ that could melt someone somewhere |
Roses are read,
Violets have blues. My feet are dead, I need new shoes. |
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