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Sep 2010
Words abound, my mind a-clutter,
Like a swarm, they buzz and flutter,

Catching each one as they land,
Holding them here in my hand,

Building chains to solve the maze,
Bound in ink to clear the haze,

Pages that I soon reveal,
All to tell you how I feel.
Nekatu Poetry © Arik Fletcher
Arik Fletcher
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