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