TO BREATH WITH THE MAGIC INK OF LOVE

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This poem won silver.

It is a heartfelt lyric of our cascading emotion.
Flowing like the music of our expressive souls
Great poetry isn't measured by the choice of words we've written.
but how much emotions poured to which our hearts have spoken
It is a sublime endowment from our good heaven.
A depict of oozing emotions from our core within
It is a burst of an endearing expressive emotion.
A pearl of wisdom so clear moving our pens gently in motion
A passionate creation that portrays a beautiful art
A marvelous ancient art to preserve and last
True talents never have to be jealous of other's art.
Can't even dare to judge, so each one has to be glad.
Our writing is definitely you and me.
It is how what and who I am unto Thee
Poetry is an art into which our souls should have...
To breathe with the magic ink of love...



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