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Of Nothing

What a task 
A writer's bind
To reminisce
Unwind,
To find a write
Of worthy theme
Alas, nothing

Past and now
Of idle thoughts,
A writer's dread,
Words are lost
Mere blather
Of nothing,
So, back to bed

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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