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I’ve been up   all night slow dancing             with the reasons why                          my canvas is still mostly empty and   my palate   holds only seven shades of black.   While I’m weeping through a  Foxtrot with my paintbrush         and daubing      midnight stains across my walls the Hollyhocks still bloom         outside my door.       The humming birds     adore them standing tall and lavender   but I can’t stop    to waltz with them I’ll lose this beat      and genius         that fickle muse will quickstep    on and leave me here behind.   ljm
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Feb 4, 2017
Feb 4, 2017 at 8:31 AM UTC
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I’ve been up   all night slow dancing             with the reasons why                          my canvas is still mostly empty and   my palate   holds only seven shades of black.   While I’m weeping through a  Foxtrot with my paintbrush         and daubing      midnight stains across my walls the Hollyhocks still bloom         outside my door.       The humming birds     adore them standing tall and lavender   but I can’t stop    to waltz with them I’ll lose this beat      and genius         that fickle muse will quickstep    on and leave me here behind.   ljm
I struggled through rearranging this three times trying to get the spacing I wanted, but could only have the spacing the program created. Is there a trick to this?
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Feb 4, 2017
Feb 4, 2017 at 8:31 AM UTC
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