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I made this poem untitled.
Neither arranged it with rhythm.
I never intended to write it in rhymes.
Nor to measure it in perfect lines
I just wrote what my heart wants to say.
That’s beating alone and living in vain.
For the one I love forbids me for long.
To write and to dedicate this lone poem
I made this poem unsealed.
No inspiration to make it real.
I made this as my litany of love.
A solitary song from above
Though I left this poem untitled
Nor I left it unfinished.
Let just the readers who decide.
If this poem really left uncut
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