A Poem

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It

 

It is who

who guided you,

who fixed your heart

when left in pieces.

 

It is what

what told you,

what told you to fly,

up high were everybody

can see you.

 

It is were

were you live,

in you mind

all alone,

were you see yourself.

 

It is when

when you cry,

when you want to be

alone;

far away, by yourself, in your room.

 

It is why

why you feel sad;

happy, afraid, concluded,

why we like to say

we love you.

 

It is how

how you feel,

how to be happy

in your head,

it seems, to be

that it will come

to an end.

 

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