In the realm of words,where beauty lies
The pages of old, lost poem i find
With the perfect rhyme that never dies
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It once thrived, now hidden from sights
A masterpiece, beauty of words aligned
Seeking to be heard,for all ages it was quiet
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A forgotten melody
Intertwined with ink and rhyme
Yearning to be sung Through space and time
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With every verse my heart takes flight
Guided by the rhythm shining bright
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Lines that dance on paper, its stories where left untold
With every rhyme that breaks all the molds
Waiting for a voice, a chance to unfolds
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The mysteries of lost poem i explore
The depths of emotions that lie at its very core
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So it was pure moment of ecstasy
When I found the lost poem