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I can't write pretty poetry for you
for I'm not a poet.

I can't seem to bring rain
or grow green with my words
but for you,
I started jotting down
my unmatched verses
that seemed way too imperfect
just like my life,
because I wanted to let go
of my feelings,
desperately.

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