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A poem about where I find my inspiration. |
| Petals from my mind, drift across the empty page. Thoughts turn into ink, dancing in the moonlight. My muse whispers in my ear, telling me what to write. Love,happiness, experience, and hope, they are themes of my verse. Love rules my heart, Happiness makes me kind, Experience makes me wise, Hope keeps me young. Petals from my mind, frozen on the page. Ink that holds thoughts forever, as the dance sadly ends. |