Ghostwriter
You looking here for a poet?
Oh, all the poets here are dead,
Because this is a library,
But you must search by the sea.
Who told you on the beach,
With colors like a mature peach?
I'm not doing that a crossword,
There is not a poet in each crossroad.
I'm not telling you they are ghosts,
You must find them by the coasts.
Is only you and the rest is nature?
Dear poet, give me your signature.
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