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An Old SayingThere is an old saying. It comes from ages long past. Poets are just sorrowful,lost souls wandering the world alone. They stand upon the precipice,and watch life go past. They stand apart from it all. love,joy,and everyday life, and write it all down. Yet never do they experience it's joys, pain,defeats nor triumphs. Donavon Scott Vinson Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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