Why I Must Write
I may never win a contest
Or be published in a book
and somethings I have written
May not be worth a look
No, I don't write for glory
Money or great fame
I write because inside of me
Burns an undenying flame
Maybe a hundred years from now
With just a little luck
Some publishers may find my work
And make themselves a buck
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