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This is a poem to be, but without words meant to be,
I am no writer, to think this was a bloggers block to be,
Nothing was blamed to be, for I didn’t know what it would be,
I wasn’t thinking, for I was blinking, as nothing was linking,
My heart sunk, for I flunk for my words, wondering, wandering….
This was a poem to be, but for a tiny few words to be…..

PS : Another day, I don’t want to regret, that too often when I had a thought,I did not write it down

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