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Wordsmith When writing shall we dare call it poetry I, because of my lack of academic learning cannot seek inspiration the classics, except for the god Sisyphus which I find funny realising I`m laughing at self. The lacuna between me and poetry I have tried to fill with words, one day I can build a park for lovers, At my relative old age which is no more then a blinking star I have read hundreds of books that have been stuck on my mind. A few writers name are remembered, most of the American writers, sprinkled by Norwegian and Russian authors. When writing I draw from this well what I need to cobble together the wisdom which is everlasting, because I`m bringing forward what has been said before me.

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