Yesterday, I think I dreamt,
That it started raining Love,
Then Gene Kelly quickly came,
Began, 'Singing in the Love.'
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Feelings fathom fantasy,
Words that become song,
When in melodious unity,
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It was the Best Day,
When Poetry finally broke away,
From static forms and stylography,
Forms that imprisoned, Creativity.
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Lonely hearts cry,
They have not the Sky,
To look up to.
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The Blue was so Intense,
No cloud dare make offense,
A small one tried to form,
But then was never born.
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So many Mysteries,
Our lives are like dark caves,
From time to time,
There is a spark,
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Poetry just has it All,
Sound and music that enthrall,
Wise thoughts, Love's notes,
Sentimentality,
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