A Poet is a Body

A poet is a body, of pain and of pleasure, 
of sadness and of joy, of anger and of love

An ocean swelling with wild emotions, 
the kind that drowns our torrent of sorrows, 
and the kind with endless beautiful views

The kind that reminds us life is worth living

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