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Everyone is a poet!
Every fall doesn't give wings,
there are inumerable things,

inbetween suspended droplets,
the smoke says cigarettes, cigarettes!

ascending and expanding chest,
we must all assemble and protest!

for the earth isn't gaining weight,
it has been spinning too straight,

my friend this isn't poetry!
it hasn't atleast human symmetry!

go fetch some more screeching-pains,
blood stains, blood stains!

i've been crying with fallen angels,
i've been standing on more than just ankles,

submerging and gulping down gravity,
poetry comes after calamity
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© ZiaD