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Sep 2020
just waiting
I grabbed my pen
Ready for something
To come out
The ink is dry
So are my words
The paper *** tossed
Clumsily upon the others
Perhaps I should wait
For ink to flow
And paper to mark
Written by
Mary Anne Norton
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