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I Want You To Write A Poem Off-the-cuff Right Here Right Now

One day you left your home, among
with all you hated most
You left old lullabies unsung
And swore you'd lose your mother tongue
As your small, shaking hands still clung
to one life free of ghosts.

After the ghosts had been released,
You filled up all the holes.
You got a life of mostly ease,
And never knew you paid big fees
For ghosts are mostly memories
And languages are souls.

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RyanVersawOld · M

There was a girl who stood there by the shore who smelled of fish with roses in her hair

The ship to come had gone and all the boys were in the houses warm and rued

The cliffs did hear the pound of sea which echoed to the sound of me and here I come to Mountains to look for the.

My girls who stands by the shore will you stay wet so that I can bring you sweet child and you can bring me more.

Each word from furl I bring in breath to move the wind you feel as this blows across your breast for I love you

You stink well and I love you for the way that you smell for Child is with you

I am Man