Wh at is P o et ry ? R O H A N
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Poetr y i s w h e n you c l os e your e yes af te r a n ex h a u st ing d ay a nd your e yebal l s t h aw u nd e r you r e ye l id s .Poetr y is when you f l ip ove r you r pil l ow a nd you r ch eek br ushes ag ai nst t h e s id e w h e re c ol d , m ist y c louds l ay be l ow you r d r e a m s . Po etr y is when you are h a l f aw a ke a f te r a pe a c e f u l a f te rn oon nap and you str u g g l e to w a ke u p, l ike a bu t te r f l y le ar ni ng to f ly for the f ir st t im e . Poetr y is when you r u b s we a t of f you r fore h e a d on a sunny day and a sudd e n w ind c ool s you d ow n m ore t han your air conditione d l ife e ve r c ou l d . Poet r y is when you r un barefoot on f re s h l y c u t g r a s s a nd you al m ost rem em be r t h a t st a nd ing st il l is n't how you're m e a nt to l ive . Poetr y is t his ex a c t m om ent.And Poetr y is a l s o tom or row, wit h no m ist akes in it yet . In a w ay, Poet r y is your l ife ; it c a n escape you q u ickl y
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