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TWO POETS IN A ROOMAnd the winner is In the poets mind For it has to be me My romantic poetry But I write of history? But I'm political Based on knowledge am I Oh, then it has to be me No poets the suffering Is nothing more than vanity So you read them all What do you see? That man or woman That resides inside of me Forget the vanity And write your poetry For some of us my friends It is our therapy And to the garbage man I clicked avoid thee Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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