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RE: Poetic-surge Poetry Contest #1 (Tohu-Bohu, A Writer's Pain)
This was may favourite part -
Sitting on the shelf,
A quill and ink while I pray.
Write not to please self,
The bills to be paid.
-It flows like a song :)
I wish I knew how to write 'em songs. But I'll settle with poetry. Maybe someday you will come turn my poems to lyrics
Maybe :)