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May 2016
I used to think
it helped me write
but,
now I see how wrong I was
It doesn't help at all, in fact
it ruins all I does
I want to stop
I wish I could
sometimes, I even say I should
But,
ask me if I think I could?
and I'll just sigh and knock on wood
#***
Rustle McBride
Written by
Rustle McBride  Delaware
(Delaware)   
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