There are no poetic ways to explain the life we live, or is there?
How can one say, in poetic terms, what one feels?
Why are the poetic meanings here one instant, and gone the next?
Who has an ongoing poetic way of communicating?
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Being lost, we find our poetic soul BG! Loved your poem, highly inspiring. Smiling at you Tai
a poetic soul is owned by the poet his thoughts are his own 10