
I’m not going to write now I refuse
But then the words come that I must use
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My creativity is taking abuse
Yet my compulsion writes as I choose
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If you were in my shoes
You’d understand my views
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So my brain without relief, stews
I’d rather be restful on a cruise
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Alas, here I again sharing my truths
Another example which poetry proves…
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One final thought as I complete these grooves
Is my art imitating life or life imitating art, it behooves…
-aaa
Originally Published 05/16/2024