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I apologize for all the Poetry,
Flowing like water from this cracked vase, Free;
Ever Pouring, this Endless spill,
Tempts my Mind, an Indescribable Thrill.

To your mind it may Seem cliché,
Repeating what others Often Say;
Yet, Cascading as they Ever Be,
I Must Write or rue their Memory.



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