I want to write a song
It has no rhythm I can see
But I want to sing it nevertheless
I guess that’s just want it’ll have to be
A song I wove from creative desperation to seize
Slivered possibilities embedded within a haphazard mass
For I create to discover so I may create anew
And nothing adheres to this well
As the simple writing act
I want its spell
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