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Sep 2020
It's sink or swim
till the words pour in.

Nothing becomes everything
beneath the mighty pen.

And a smile on your face
is worth the pages and the waste.

But, I won't walk you through it,
I'll just get you to the door.
Written by
JJ Inda  36/M/Miami FL
(36/M/Miami FL)   
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