We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
The poet as more than that is real. Outside the private elitist world poets engage with reality. This is nothing new actually. There nothing is real, nothing is true. Its beautiful and weird and has a fine net. You fish for meaning and it makes sense, till the critics do it again.
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