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Sweating the First post

I was nervous before I first posted Apprehensive what people would think Would my poems be lauded or roasted Hit submit and then grab a stiff drink. My words on the screen looked so helpless I had exposed them for others to see And there I sat nervous and clueless And concerned to a certain degree What once lived in solitude musing Was now laid out for others to see Would they find it obtuse and confusing If you love, then you must set it free. When I got my first formal review It produced a big heart warming smile I still don't know if that kind person knew I had picked from the top of the pile. Then I got one of those "I don't get it" And admit I was knocked for a loop Different folks, different strokes didn't sweat I'm so glad to be part of this group.

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