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SPOKEN WORD Each soul has its own poetry waiting to be
explored,
Many times it goes ignored.
so its left unfelt, unseen and unheard.
& as a result remains a caged bird.
destined to be set free,
yet unsure of its true destiny.
if you look into my EYES close enough, long
enough, you can see my past, present and future
because that is where my soul lies,
where my physical dies.
and whats left is my own story told thoroughly
through my poetry
