THE MAGICAL POET
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That little slip of paper I slipped
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Into his locker door
Had a note of my writing for her to explore
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I saw her open it up read it with such surprise
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That I thought I saw little tear
Drops falling from his eyes
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Inside wrote a note so touching and sad
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It reads about feelings And thoughts and how much I'm mad
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He reads about love and hate
That a mysterious person once owned
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It writes about a person so depressed and alone
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She closes the paper up and shoves it in her pocket
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Then closes the locker door and finally locks it
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She goes in search for the writer of the note
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She would like to say something
To the person who wrote.
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-The Magical Poet
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