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Time to Time
From time to time
I write these words that rhyme
They come purely from the heart
Often hard to make them start
But once they begin to flow
All other things I must forgo
For these words I must write
And do so without a fight
Feelings I've held for so long
Emotions that can not be wrong
Oppression seems to be the relief
But gives me nothing but grief
Sadness and sorrow are what I bolster
Happiness and joy are all I wish to holster
In the end the words of anguish,
Are the ones that I publish
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