Thinking of writing
is all that I do.
Can't keep my emotions
I let them shine through.

That's why I am writing
this poem, you see.
This freedom it gives me
is all that I need.

Now I know that I'm not
the greatest of all.
I wish that I could be
and publish my squall.

While stumbling upon it
I see very clear,
this poem needs ending.
Sigh, it is here.
 
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