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Chapter 1

Poems, everything would be grand, if you’re

an endless bound. Breaking away from a

persons mind. Fly more. Music than. Break

away. A fullness in action and not in time itself.

Tormenting voice inside, telling me to move

forward. Always branching out in poetry and

never to be spoken in daily conversations.

A separation from the world. Anxious now,

cry more, why for?  

(knowledge Variable)

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