When my mind refuses to put matters to rest and continues churning well into the night.
It brings forth these words, these verses, these poems.
Mostly dark, but always true.
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No. 967 in Poetry - 07/September/17
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When my mind refuses to put matters to rest and continues churning well into the night.
It brings forth these words, these verses, these poems.
Mostly dark, but always true.
~~~~~~~~~~
No. 967 in Poetry - 07/September/17