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The Poet
by
Frank Blacharczyk
I am a pretender a jealous guy
You move inside my head like a queen
I am your unworthy subject then you whispered my name
I’m a drifter a poet who’s always searching for the right word
A fallen leaf travelling with the wind here there everywhere
Your touch knight’s me and we play in my fool’s paradise
You squeezed my hand and we flew above the clouds
Lovers who do the impossible here there everywhere
in a world that doesn’t exist
I am a pretender a drifter a poet
a jealous guy who sees a world that doesn’t exist
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