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Posted by MFish

When I write about words
laying culled on the floor,
it is a mental image
and means nothing more.
There is nothing more,
nothing more, instead,
the words are those still
lodged in this old head.
My heart will pull forth,
words when I write,
with little of my malice
as I'm not always right.

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