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It's time to write.
It's time to shed,
All of these words,
Stuck in my head.
I must now write,
Quick as I can,
For words flee
Much faster than
I can put them to paper
And so you see,
If it's not written,
I won't capture thee.

In the morning hours,
sitting, with pen in hand,
words pouring forth
like mental sand.
Falling to paper,
inscribed with ink,
only I know what I think.
My mind is filled,
with words galore,
pouring out through an open door,
for my hand is starting to hurt,
as I sift through the sandy dirt.

Petals yellow
Centers brown
Brothers, sisters
All around.

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You're not alone. But, it's never too late to learn the basics.

Patience, oh patience
be there for me.
I need you now,
more than I say
for this challenge in life
is not going away.

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