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I tell you my fears, you tell me your fears. Does it help when I call for you, when I call your name? Do you wonder why we live or why we die? Is it just win some lose some? Under a sky maybe we don't fly, but we soar with the song. Spending time, to understand. We've seen it, felt it, now we want it. Do dragons exhale fire? All we want is there...
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Do dragons exhale fire? I don't know but I held my breath up to that line--- beautiful. I love the imagery
See, just drop the poetry this is wonderful. The imagery, the language, the style. You must know yourself, no-one even bothers to comment on that poems because they are so bad. Write this way, this is good, this is original, this is touching.
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