With words, I paint my soul
A canvas of emotions, whole
A poet's heart, that beats with pride
A voice that speaks, from deep inside

I weave a tapestry, of language and art
A symphony of thoughts, that touch the heart
With every line, a piece of me takes flight
A fragment of soul, that shines so bright

I am a poet, with a passion so true
A wordsmith weaving, a spell anew
I dance with words, like a leaf on the breeze
A symphony of language, that brings me to my knees

Proud to be a poet, with a voice so free
A wordslinger weaving, a spell of glee
I am a poet, with a heart full of cheer
Proud to be a poet, and banish fear.
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