The Editor
I shall write while I rest
amid the faint hues channeled
by a functioning heart bottled
to perfection during the tranquil
lessons a masterpiece unfolds
the infamous characters bonded
beyond the galleries of distant carny
and Gothic folklores tampered above
a shattered notion of writers block
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