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A Writer in a Rut by Frizzy J

There’s a struggle to create

Just below the skin

I know the product would bring me to elevate

Build a new and better life, to win

To sign away despair and pain

Deliver me from a life mundane


I have an outlet and a dream

I have ideas and hopes and know-how

I have to hunker down and get to work

Before I run out of steam

I’ve got sheets of paper like golden fields to plow

The hour is late and I’m behind, let’s get this team upstream


For I deal in words

And I know it’s absurd

That I can’t make myself sit still and make it all just happen

I deal in words

Like tamed and well-trained birds

I deal in words

And it is time to make it happen

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