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Debbie
Debbie
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"Tis very late, at dark, night
No one else is near; in sight
Now the best time to write

The very words they flow
Easily they come and go
Much work to show

No buts or interruptions
My thoughts are eruptions
Free from all disruptions

Writing flows forth from me
Imagery as it’s meant to be
Words emanating descriptively

Writing my soul; essence, life
Without it their is much strife
Like a husband without a wife

A talent; people they tell me so
One I must not nor cannot let go
Writing brings me alive, to show

I feel animated, exhilarated, alive
Writing flows, allows me to survive
Words my endorphins, to me revive

Debbie
Debbie
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