in trying to writethe trying becomes harderwords chafe on the pageand I hate every ideauntil I give it all up
instead of writingwords, write life, and misplaced dreams;the little things thatspring forth only when we dreamand do not bother with words
You aren't doing these anymore? But I like them.
Laziness that's keyi forget or am busyi'd rather sleep inthere are sugar peas to eator dried dog mounds to pick up
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