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The Young New Poet
I am that young new poet
Whom the world hadnt had a glimpse of yet
My works some do debunk
My effort many had try to sunk
But with him as my guide
I have never lean or slide
Instead i am just pervase in production
From birth to now, i think i had a collection
And yet i am still buried in this dust
But i am sure he will help me survived this lust
And when i leap from this mess
The world will wear my poem dress
So be prepared for that young new poet
Whom the world will drowned in what he get
poem
by
Kemurl Fofanah
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