I(ambic pentameter)

Those songs in alien tongue, my soul they sooth;

That foreign ballad surely sings of your

intent; intensity of your feelings.

Illiterate emotion and guesswork

But ignorance is bliss in prison walls

 

 

 

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Author: naomi

Student, likes learning about foreign cultures, shall not divulge anymore so my identity is not exposed!

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