Everybody loves Nizzy
I leave a lasting imprint on whoever I touch
My prescence is my gift
I'm so warm-blooded
but my coolness is a must
Love is my first language
I hold refuge everyone endearing
A simple laugh recharges my reason
Though I distribute freely
My understanding is that these too have wings
. . .Ok
no sadness still
My back turns
Leaving my lasting impression
...My Poetic Analysis...
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