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Oct 2018
The poet:
Write about the sun
during the dark
then writes of the moon
in the afternoon
Writes on a blank page
'till that page's full

The poet:
Reads over his(her) words
as if they're chords
then sit in sorrow
and wonder
if he'll(she'll) write better tomorrow
No idea where this comes from, might have a good poem coming up
Written by
Armand-DeamoJC  21/M/South Aftica
(21/M/South Aftica)   
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