The words we read, the lines we write,
are gaps in time, that soon take flight –
poetry has that property
transporting you through space –
we write a word and make a rhyme
and aim it to its place –
if accurate, we hit the mark,
we reach the goal we seek –
but if precise, we claim the prize,
and scale the highest peak –
the words and rhymes unwind, divide
with measured purpose, need –
then seek to replicate the thought
and shape the world of deeds –
The message in the poems we write
is free, yet hidden in plain sight.
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