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Apr 2018
I can't think with dishes in the kitchen sink
***** floors, ***** head
So how do I find the time to write
When my pen is a sponge
And ink is soap tracing circles around the cereal bowl?

Flying on autopilot with Mr. Lazy
Never made the daring moves
That changed flight forever...

Clean your room.
Clear your mind.
The night of finishing spring cleaning is peak poetry season.
Cory Williams
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Cory Williams  28/M/Pennsylvania
(28/M/Pennsylvania)   
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