Pluck words to capture the essence
And in your head
Spin them around in rhythm
With a dash of secrecy
And some selected memory
Mix them with an emotion
And churn them in the cauldron
Of soulful contemplation
A phrase or two include
For the surrounding view
As garnishing to the stew

So shelve it out
For the world to see
Here I am: This is me
In the garb of carefully construed poetry

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