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Oh writing a poem,
I truly do fear,
No matter where i do roam,
Its a barrier i shall never clear.
Oh i really do try,
But no matter how hard,
People do cry,
When they think of me as a bard.
I truly do fear,
No matter where i do roam,
Its a barrier i shall never clear.
Oh i really do try,
But no matter how hard,
People do cry,
When they think of me as a bard.
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