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Without words or yet willing thoughts? Ponder and jostle duel pensive sought A focus of ease to realize the search Writing in mind grasps the sky from a perch Focused sighs vie with unrealized eyes through Unfounded highs Despising their ties Subjects less found murmur nearly a curse Possibilities lost free fall sky grasps to earth Forward the passed from resumed after crawls Pen tips and renders towards final last call The blanketed will nearly smothered by thought Make fold to the sheet then gift breaths word the plot Voice form is known Quest intent has flown Write by what’s given from nothing and all—

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Date: 2/9/2020 11:14:00 AM
Preface of Sorts This piece describes a time when a writer was processing through resolve attempts to write about a subject matter that hadn’t been thought of, couldn’t quite be formulated, and had fleeting possibilities of panned lost fools gold or not The writer claims (obviously) no level of writing skill or related expertise Though does state that sometimes writes for fun
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