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A simple form of art my hand can conceal,
unless you see me write,
in that case it's revealed.

My love for this passion,
does not come in rations,
I write it so much sometimes,
I want to see what will happen.

My passion you see,
it's one of many,
I can do many things,
&& I do them with glee.

But this talent I hold deep within my soul is my way with words,
I'll throw it in your face,
as if I was shootin birds.

Line after line,
I'll drop like a dime
&& yes it takes time,
to learn how to rhyme.

This talent let's me be free,
to express my feelings,
it's a little thing I call poetry.