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In the realm of dreams, where thoughts take flight, A poet's pen dances, in the moon's soft light. Words like whispers, caress the page, Creating a tapestry, of emotions and sage. With ink as their paint, they weave a tale, Of love and loss, of joy and travail. They capture moments, both big and small, And paint them vividly, for one and all. In verses, they find solace and release, A sanctuary, where their soul finds peace. They pour their heart, into every line, Crafting a melody, that's truly divine. They paint with metaphors, and similes too, Creating images, that come alive and true. They play with rhythm, and rhyme with grace, Creating a symphony, in this sacred space. Their words are a balm, for the weary soul, A beacon of hope, when life takes its toll. They inspire, they heal, they ignite a fire, In the hearts of readers, who never tire. So let us celebrate, the poets and their art, For they bring beauty, to the world's depart. In their verses, we find a piece of our own, A connection, that makes us feel less alone.