Night Fall
Seeking a rhythm in which
to find words to stitch
together a rhyme of sense ...
And so, remaining intense
in a desire to tell a story
poetic in all its glory,
the wheels of this brain
creak with great strain ...
As no answers are given,
its best to stop being so driven,
and give up on writing bright
at least for tonight.
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