A poet I may seem
Tell a poet with an idea
who has an idea kind´o like
tears that tear down cheeks mere cheeks
like leaks that sneak after charm wallops sleeps
A poet like me totalmind free
No remaining no fleeing letting the body
purely be
each braincell a flower
for our grand life´s bee
a poet whose putting words
on screens
on people, on dreams
letter by letter like a river
A poet I seem flowing through perception
noone owns reality
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