Pouring our raptures daringly, venting our dumps implicitly
We share the same hobbies, we've got identical flairs, we depict resemblant traits
We fall for words; how involute and rumpled they can be when they are hooked one another
How they entwine their feelings together to be lines, poems or verses
Words are lovable, aren't they? So lyrical and magical, just like you
We gotta name our unnameable connections and exploit our feelings
Let's be aimless in compounding our alphabets up
Let's be poets for our own poetries
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