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The Words

My words, are constantly jumbled in my head. I can never seem to get them out. I'm always stuck in a whirl wind. My mind, it brings out these words, but the story is never in line. how can this be hard sometimes? A struggle, this is nothing new. I try to write every day but the confusion has set in. These words, yes, my words, will always be here. something new will be created, but I just have to sit back and release these words of mine.

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