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Back at it (6)

But then again. I can’t tell a joke, to save my life, or your life, or anyone’s. No, no, no, it can’t be a comedy.

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Back at it (4)

A drama though? I don’t know? Pretentious, and weepy, and ‘oh whoa is me?’ A drama would be too much. Don’t you see. No, no, no a drama it cannot be.

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Back at it (3)

A drama? Yes! a Drama! I could write a drama. Flashing swords, and blazing words. To chill and thrill, all the little hearts. A drama, yes, a drama, perhaps I’ll write a drama.

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Back at it (2)

But what to write, what to write, what to write? I’ve got to get back in the game, I’ve got to put a line or two, down on the page, to feel, to sing, But what to write?

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Back at it (1)

Back at it, I need to get back at it. Back to it, I need to get back to it. Too long now, Too long the field was fallow. Now is the time, Now is the place,. To get. Back … Continue reading

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Comfort (Complete)

Head alive and buzzing hard, Slow opening of the eyes, Blinking painfully, Closing the eyes, Go back to sleep, go back to sleep, go back to sleep, My mind won’t let me. My leg begins to shake, A little, just … Continue reading

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