Things that were free will no longer be. I even pay a price for being me; I look for a way out with my writings, but I'm too blind to see that the poetry world is crumbling, and my words are just debris.
The countdown has begun;
YQ is the microphone, but it's losing an emcee
Farewell, my friend
Now I have to sip from a different cup of tea— % &

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Inflation has prices going up all over the world
I can't even afford
to write in this medium
This poor poet can't
afford to go premium

— % &

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Welcome, March you are the best month of the year to me. It is the astronomical beginning of Spring and Fall depending on what hemisphere you live in. More importantly It is the year I was introduced to the world and also my favorite #. Please don't rush off and march away too soon. Stay for a while lets chit-chat and have some tea.

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I stare at the galaxies to see what's inside me. Unfortunately, the universe within will soon be free

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Betrayal disguises itself as love and friendship

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your smiles are absent

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might just be the people that burn you

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Happy Thanksgiving

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Yanking adhesive bandage from your hairy arm,
it hurts

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that it turns to day

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