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“I long to be poetry, not the poet. Nobody perceives the difficulty of capturing the amazingness of beings or existence. I am the one who forges verses, without anyone stopping to contemplate me... Don't I deserve to be the center of a poem? You found a note from one of your classmates on the floor and you kept thinking about it all class
“Oh, that's mine… could you give it to me?” Said a handsome young man, the author of that note
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“I long to be poetry, not the poet. Nobody perceives the difficulty of capturing the amazing of beings or existence. I am the one who forges verses, without anyone stopping to contemplate me... Don't I deserve to be the center of a poem?" You found the note from one of your classmates on the floor and you kept thinking about that all class
“Oh, that's mine… could you give it to me?” Said a handsome young man, the author of that note
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