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Oct 2017
Time to sit at desk
with computer before me
and tap away.

Tap, allowing letters to be stung like pearls.
until a final word attaches it all.

Time to break from busy day
and play on a keyboard where sounds of mind
echo on screen.

Thoughts gel into verses
until a final vision is laid to rest.

Until reader reactivates
the  song at days end,
from a writers tired mind.
Just playing
Star BG
Written by
Star BG  66/F/New York
(66/F/New York)   
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   Debanjana Saha
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