When it hits

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Poetry hits when I least expect it,
Honestly I can't sit down and just write,
It has to come,
When it does,
I write,
Fast,
And I feel,
Oh how I feel,
It comes when I'm in the car looking out the window,
Daydreaming in class,
Taking a shower,
At 2 a.m when I can't sleep,
First thing in the morning at breakfast,
Or while watching a movie,
When I'm alone outside,
Always at random times,
My feeling always hit me when I least expect them to.

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