I always wander in the alleyways of my mind,
To observe things and the smiles
though being pummeled during the time
To look down in the words to
Bring out what’s subtly sublime.
To bring magic through words
And compose ballads and iambs
Metric lines that tell languid tales
Bards’ numbers imprinted on time.
Emotions that can never be expressed
live in the metaphors and similes
Perfected like a shrine.
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