trying
to see the light
flip
the switch
in
the mind
blown
daily
by
the things that bother
the
average person
certain
that this constant
pen
movement has some purpose
can’t
have none
but
if it does it does
still
going to be here grinding out
thoughts
never faded
once
put down in these pages
some
might type instead
can’t
put down the pen
at
the end of the day
clouds
and rain might
arrive
and it won’t stop
the
drive behind a will
to
do better than survive…
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