My mind is a ocean in flows ,
Each word my mind creates , it knows,
What to put into a poem , to make it feel right,
The soothing feeling you only feel at night,
The words flow calmly through the rain,
As it’s rhyming patterns hit my window pane,
It reflects feeling inside and out,
As it spins like a round about,
No words flow together like mine,
Sweet symbolism and so Devine,
Gently the words flow through me,
Together in one traveling effortlessly.
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