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Feel Alive

Oh joy, oh joy

Oh joy and pain

Without this pair

I’d feel the strain

The strain of life what hugs too tight

And clings to form yet undrawn

And draws out every shed of light

Making grayness out of dawn

And in this joy

This painful swell

The pressing crush

I know so well

I find myself awash with life

Whether bright, or day well worn

And I am filled to brim with light

Reverence, sensation borne

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About Keats

Oh I'm sassy and I'm sexy, So silly sweet-and-sour Delightfully disastrous And deliciously dour I'm flippantly foolish, Filled I am with fear Can't concentrate completely, and my conduct isn't clear But to bravely be my best I Bring bravado back, BEHOLD!

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