Black Book Of Poems.

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You think you can define me,

That I'm a tick in just one box,

Like my being is a door,

That a single key unlocks?

But let me tell you something;

I have the universe inside,

I hold an untamed ocean,

With a constant changing tide.

I'm home to endless mountains,

With tips that touch the sky,

Flocks of grand migrating birds,

And deserts harsh and dry.

I have the wildest rivers,

And a host of sweeping plains,

I feel in waves of sunshine,

Or in unrelenting rains.

I am the universe in motion,

For I was born from stars.