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| My pen is full of words to write. I only need to put them down. I never fear that they are trite! I know they may not bring renown. At times I write of what I see, Whatever thing may come in view. At times I take the liberty To grasp at subjects from the blue. Expression is release for me Of all the thoughts I have inside. I put them down so they are free! There is no cause for them to hide. | ||
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