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I write a lot,

I write stories and songs,

I write verses and poems

and I wonder if those poems mean something at all.


The mere presentation

of lines forming letters

and letters forming words

and words forming verses

and verses forming poems.

Expressing my thoughts,

expressing my anger and sadness

is my only way out of those feelings.


For no one but my pen

has to acknowledge my weak spots

and even that one

must run out someday

for the blood I use as ink

is, fortunately or unfortunately,

not infinite

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