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Pen in hand, posed and ready
Hovering above blank bleached sheet
I prod my mind for inspiration
But the words escape me

Sitting on sweat smelling bus
Watching scenery flying by
My mind shapes instant poetry
But the moment to write escaped me

Fingers caressing plastic keys
While I face paper white screen
I rush upon the river of my thoughts
But the words escape me

Walking down rain drenched pavement
Engulfed by light and shadows
Night wind whispers its stories
But the moment to write escaped me

For my eternal muse... We are of one heart... Forever

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