Mysteriously (Free Style) Poem by Dorian Petersen Potter
Mysteriously (Free Style)
There is something there
Something I don't know
It keeps me on my toes
As I carefully go slow
Something triggers in me
I wish I knew what is that
It takes me to some places
Places I've never been at
Voices seems to call me
My muse then comes out
It's something so strange
And what brings it about
I got no way to know
Mysteriously is like that so!
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