I want to be an Instapoet.
I want to make few beautiful verses.
I want to distract you from our miserable life
With passions and loves that I never had.
But I can't!
I need a real woman to love,
I need to cry our disease,
I need to show you my disgrace.
And maybe after all,
I will have a poem.
And I will be a poet
As the poets from the old times.
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