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Words would come,
Words would go.
Now words are stalled,
No longer they flow.

Pushing the word,
into a writing flow,
if they exist,
I don't know.

How can you lose,
a word like "cool",
when you have become,
a real old fool?

A fool in the morning,
a fool in love.
I can be the same fool,
when viewed from above.

I want to be loved,
as I used to be.
I know my beloved,
would want that for me.

But here I sit,
like an idiotic dip,
wondering if I could
make such a trip.

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