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Poe was young once,
Which is precisely what makes it old.
Poe didn't have proper pronunciation,
And still doesn't.
Poe is both classical and modern,
It is an oxymoron.
Poe is a mystery,
But also the most simple of things.
Poe is long and short,
Poe is one thing to one,
And an other to another.
Poe is something to all.
Poe is passion,
Poe is always in fashion.
Poe has been rich,
And it has been poor.
Poe can share,
But it doesn't have to.
That is it's beauty.
Poe will try.
Should Poe lose it's will?
Well it would just be poetry.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem