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Monday, August 6, 2012
I wish I could not write today
My heart is dark and fingers numb
I wish I could not write today
My brain is confused and my soul weeps
I wish I could not write today
I lack an ear it pains my spirit
But should I write today
I will not state what troubles me deep
But it will be about;
How I wish I could not write... today!!!
© Namatsi Lukoye
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