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Inspiration

As we slide down the slippery slope From utter despair to glimmer of hope From gritting of teeth and perspiration To gentle candle-light of inspiration We ask ourselves, we explore the thought From whence it comes, if not from nought We see the glimmer, the spark we see From whence it comes, if not from me? We see the light, we from the thought Oh inspiration, in your web I’m caught!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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