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Eulogy

I come from a world,
where mountains and valleys
hold their grounds.
I am the talking drum,
voice of the voiceless.
I am the bridge that connects
art with the heart.
I am the diamond in the rough.
I draw feelings 'cos I'm skilled with pencils
I write right, base on literature's rite.
I wrap my feelings in beat.
I act art in all ways
I act always.

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Free verse
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