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Lost Inspiration

Now it all seem blank and words refuse to flow from this pen wisdom to think, i even lack even greatness at times i doubt, and i ask when? often unconsciously, i sit in this plank looking back and forth, now and then And it all started after that sickness,when i started going blank and some memories i have to keep with a book and a pen All i see is black! black!! black!!! Who would get me my inspiration back?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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