They call me, 
The ‘poet of creativity', 
When these words I hear, 
My heart dances like the air! 
I feel grateful then, 
Faster runs my pen, 
On the paper forming words, 
That my heart lovingly affords! 
Love and respect they give! 
In my creation I live.
- Poe'ten'ry [Poems of Ten Lines]                
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