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Jun 2014
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Take the precious pen
and tuck it safely away
the words are not here
the ink will not speak today

Straighten the stark parchment
and push it to one side
the words will not appear
they remain hidden somewhere inside

Push my dutiful desk
far away from the window
the words do not need a place
when there are none to show

Store away my chair
make use of it elsewhere
the words have disappeared
and I have none left to share

Take me from this room
a quiet place no longer in need
the words are now so still
perhaps it is I they'll no longer feed
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I wrote this a while ago and fortunately I am not without words,  for now anyway.
Louise
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Louise  England
(England)   
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