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RE: Poem: "I Wish I Could Make Sense of This"
Night you suddenly Wake up from some
push in the head themselves put words in some rhymes,
form. At this point, better to sit down and lay out, adjusting on the go
doing whatever falls on the paper, buying ccannot forms and crystallizes
in line. Procrastinate not suggest:
tomorrow you won't remember what seemed so clear, thoughts will melt.
Most importantly - leave the mood in which it was written. Not going to rhyme, the brain
will cease to offer a variety of options...