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Sometimes the words want to have their say No matter the feelings of the poet on the subject Sometimes, in the dark of night or the too bright sun of the morning, The verse reverses Sometimes fingers freeze in agony Only to thaw in ecasty later in the evening Sometimes a small break will come And collapse all the hard work that has been done Sometimes the trap springs too soon And writers are left in the corner they've created Sometimes it is all for naught And nothing changes Sometimes And then the time arrives when epithany takes empathy by the hand Showing her a grand old time And the two become eternal friends Laughing in the faces of the disapproving muses

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