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Click hereThe beat of our rhythms echo at night
Dim glows caress our eyes to fill our dreams
The click of keys draw out our inner light
To taste our love is chief within our themes
Our touch not real as miles keep us not there
The grasps and gasps are tools in our rich notes
Our words cover us with warmth as we share
The ends of our firm lines gush out in quotes
Revel in tense, in verb forms we do play
Our minds can build a world in which we rule
Our verse not bound by what we must just say
But real would be our touch our gloss our pool
Our intension we must define and build
For without this or lives are less fulfilled
God, I hate sonnets - 25
God, I hate "sonnet" in the title - 25
God, I hate poems about writing - 50
God Damn, I love this line
"Our intension we must define and build" +600 points
God Damn, rest of it is pretty good +100
les see that averages to be - screw it - +100
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