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To Utter True Poetry

A sonnet written only with letters from the top row of a QWERTY keyboard.

28 July 20262 min readWilliam Chen

To err, to write—our route through error.

We tire our wit ere poetry towers;
we tie our wit, we rope our repertoire.

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