I am not a poet

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I can’t read it, but I write it,

I expose myself through words.

The thoughts inside my head are trapped,

until I set them free.

Fingers to keyboard.

Pen to paper.

My tools of expression to the world.

It makes no sense to me, but it comes out of me.

I write in short sentences and off rhyme.

I count syllables sometimes.

But I am not a poet, I don’t consider myself one.

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