This is not the beginning
The poem didn't start here
But many years before
With connections in synapses
Appreciation of rhythm
Love of language
And more besides
This poem was forged
In the heart of a heart
Through blood and sweat
Through victory and regret
Until it bubbled up
And claimed the page
It will bleed on
Inspiring more poems
But also thoughts
Maybe lost to time
Maybe rippling onwards
Being more than just words
This is not the end
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