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 “The heart of Poetry”(by Joe DiMino)

Precious yellow rose
Beside the crimson red;
Pink and white
For balance she said;
Then, his turn, the boy
With scented blossoms too
Read his poem well scripted
As if each word
Freshly penned
A bouquet new-

Oh, the heart, poetry!
Beats forever true;
As those who write
Blossoming even when
They're blue-
Those who love
Long after
Is through,
Even after
Is through…

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