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Alone and quiet,               My mind scrambles                   for a poem delight.             Fingertips keep on tapping,                     Sheet of papers             Before hitting the floor                   Were crunching.              I laid back and sighed.                   Then i realized,               My lost for words tonight                   Will be something               That i have to write.
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Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 1:20 PM UTC
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Alone and quiet,               My mind scrambles                   for a poem delight.             Fingertips keep on tapping,                     Sheet of papers             Before hitting the floor                   Were crunching.              I laid back and sighed.                   Then i realized,               My lost for words tonight                   Will be something               That i have to write.
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Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 1:20 PM UTC
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