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Dry
BB (12/08/1982 / Pittsfield, Il)

Dry

no fear to write
not up all night
no suicidal dreams
imagination not as it seems
no flowing pen on page
too mature for my age
all that comes is not me
no third eye to see
nothing inside
nothing to hide
no one knows why
my writing soul is dry

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