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Grammarian With Hiccups

And of reasons I can't explain
Of explanations I can't detail
What seems to make most sense during fallen rain
has now become something weak and frail
I am a man of spoken beauty
In my eyes, grammer don't matter
Beauty can be spellt wrong it still is the same word
Does a artist start over when they use the wrong paint?
Does a songbird wait to pluck the right cord?
Does anyone have right to copyright my heart and pain?

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