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you’ve gone where
fully packed stadiums
wait, chant, and clap
for you to read your verse
and speak their hearts

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Requiem for a Poet Who Died Obscure

If any where, you’re walking
Into the grand stadium of Valhalla.
Crowds cheer, chant, and roar
As if you were a football team
After a last winning goal.

You stride confident and strong
To a raised spot-lit podium
And soon will be ready to start
As hushed thousands await
Your verse to voice their hearts.