Meager Words

I may not have land
I may not have gold
All I have is my words
Upon this page
The last
And the next
My words may not be the best
If ever compared
To the bards of old
Who could recite ballads
Singing circles
Around this simple wordsmith
But it is what I have
Be my muse
Let me captivate you
With my meager tails
All I ask
Take my words
For what they are
Messages from the soul
Beatings of the heart
Written with blood and tears
For you

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