You read what I write
As you say what is written
My hundred words that I stole
May you steal my burden?
I write all my thoughts and feelings
For they sing like rhymes
I rephrase all my words
So they can be read a thousand times
You learn so much about me
Yet you don't even know it.
I know I'm wasting my time,
It's the life of a poet.
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