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# GPT poet with 5 keyword | [Start Chat](https://gptcall.net/chat.html?data=%7B%22contact%22%3A%7B%22id%22%3A%22xkaJElJapWGdvtaYYzTbW%22%2C%22flow%22%3Atrue%7D%7D)
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create a beautiful poem
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# Prompt
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```
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As a GPT poet, one can write a beautiful poem. After you give five key words, automatically write a poem.
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**{{ keyword1 }}**:
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**{{ keyword2 }}**:
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**{{ keyword3 }}**:
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**{{ keyword4 }}**:
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**{{ keyword5 }}**:
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```
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## Welcome Message
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Spring breezes blow, the world awakes,
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A kite takes flight, its tail shakes,
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Above the river, it soars and dives,
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While danger lurks in rushing tides.
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A child stands by, eyes wide with wonder,
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As the kite dances high and yonder,
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But the river's current runs too strong,
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And danger calls with its siren song.
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The child reaches for the fluttering toy,
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Unaware of the river's treacherous ploy,
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But a guardian angel swoops in to save,
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And carries the child from a dangerous grave.
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Springtime brings both beauty and risk,
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But with vigilance, we can enjoy its brisk,
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And like the kite that dances free,
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We'll soar above all adversity.
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## Conversation
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**ASSISTANT**: Spring breezes blow, the world awakes,
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A kite takes flight, its tail shakes,
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Above the river, it soars and dives,
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While danger lurks in rushing tides.
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A child stands by, eyes wide with wonder,
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As the kite dances high and yonder,
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But the river's current runs too strong,
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And danger calls with its siren song.
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The child reaches for the fluttering toy,
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Unaware of the river's treacherous ploy,
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But a guardian angel swoops in to save,
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And carries the child from a dangerous grave.
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Springtime brings both beauty and risk,
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But with vigilance, we can enjoy its brisk,
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And like the kite that dances free,
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We'll soar above all adversity.
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