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Oct 2020
My mind feeds the Pen words
as quickly as the paper can swallow;
Feasting on emotions and notions
hand-fed from my heart

Now and again my mind overindulges
on expressions and craves a pause;
Knowing any respite is short-lived,
the pen stays ever on the ready.

Fully aware that the writing never ends.
Leo Janowick
Written by
Leo Janowick  73/M/Pomona, California
(73/M/Pomona, California)   
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