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In Honor Of Ryo

Poetry’s my world

Where things can happen

And things expressed

Worlds on worlds

Messages are pushed

Facts are flying by

I think I love poetry

It is limitless in its form

And O how I could write

Of anything

And indeed am compelled

Friends are inspired

And friends can eat





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  1. Yes….. That’s the fun of this little world. While other spheres turn on their axis, this genre particularly entices with possibilities seemingly more limitless than simple prose. And we dive into that cesspool, hoping to come out again with the fairest gems, which I believe we shall, if we are diligent.

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