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  • The Worlds Blues
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    Poetry saved my life, I had sunken to the bottom of a sea bed, Weighed down by my strife. All the other fish swam past me. Some didn't notice, Some didn't care, To carry out a good deed. But poetry did. And it pulled me up. Back then, I used to hate water, But poetry taught me how to swim. It taught me how to use my f...