|ᴅᴇᴘᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴄʏ| ²³ [✔]

DAY-9 |ᴄᴏɴꜱᴛʀᴜᴄᴛ|

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A poetry or a prose,

can never be constructed in a day,

if if thinks its easy, you as well as think its may.

It takes a lot of time, to make a perfect piece of work

as it is poured down from mixture of memories, mind and heart.

A writer writes how they think and say, 

into the piece of paper as the pen moves away

And how's the feeling it takes to make that perfect one,

Oh darling! Only a poet knows how's it done

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