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Poems in my Heart
Some of my poems are not printed
Never spoken, never heard
In my memoirs only written
And to recite them is a sin
Pleasing to some, will hurt a few
Not recite them is best to do
Now in my heart they're deeply etched
My mind and thought could not erase
They will forever there exist
Until my time do them delete
poem
by
Pacific Hernandez
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