Inscribing my existence within a few lines
Might be my only passage out of agony
But its significance is priceless
If I am lost among my words then
I am found within my very heart
My lifespan might be insignificant toward certain
And abundant to nations
My words will be composed stylishly on stone of
Many minds
Maybe then I shall reach my pintsize happiness
Many crowds might shout my rambling hymns
Joyfully I shall sing amidst them and influence societies
Knowing that my life is not significant but my verses are incomparable
What I roar, bellow, scream
Is genuine
And this shall be the purpose why individuals will
Cry for my masterpieces
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