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A poem that I wrote as a attempt of an imitation of Emily Dickinson's unique writing style |
| Windows's to the soul - They are - A tale in every one Never hidden, but never seen. They ensnare you - get ready - Fall in deep. To tell of danger, Sing of love Question of Mystery. If they do They're doing their job. Single Words - Open a world. Another -Opens a Door- The Next One Closes A World - of possibilities - What word will come After? |