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Poetry
It is intense, it flows
It springs from the heart
The mind really grows
One thanks God and bows.
It lives deep inside
It treasures memories
Born from seeds
Sprouting up righteous deeds.
It takes us into a journey
Through winding paths
In the warm company
Of feelings - precious harmony!
It never dies
Of sorrow, pains, cries
It stays alive inside you
Unveiling stories true.
poem
by
Maria C. Costa
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