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NEMESIS ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You are my nemesis, a shadow lurking in the margins, your whispers curling like smoke around the edges of my thoughts, taunting the ink from my pen, a thief of inspiration, a thief of peace. You may loom, a giant shadow over my page, but I gather my verses like fireflies, each flicker a testament, to the beauty of struggle, to the art of survival, and to letting the ink flow despite you.
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