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Worst poem ever.

In a room full of darkness, He came with a bright soul, Turning my frown into a wide smile, He sang to devour my soul.

In a room full of silence, He spoke of conversations, Reading my mind every instance, He inclined to read my soul.

In a room full of emptiness, He filled every nook with cheer, He sang melodies, To keep the happiness grow.

 
 
 

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