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Whence I Became a Poet

When did writing poetry become such a foul ball in my life? When my surroundings and the people in it decided I couldn't get rich writing it. So, I put it away for a while and concluded that I had writer's block. Plus, I didn't write much when I was homeless in Cali. Because all my pens got stolen and my paper went to the wayside. Or inside of me like a dog eats your school paper. Peace is Continually Available.

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