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poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Val�ry
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Writer's Block
Seven days of mist Dispel the shining gold Of sunlight that beams Upon those thoughts of old. Six days of gloom Hover up ahead of me Stretching endless depression Refusing to let me see. Five days of boredom Loom on the horizon Numbing in my mind Chasing away the sun... To Be Continued...
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