I run away each and every time
Never managing to make words rhyme
Somewhere, somehow, I know that I will find
A dream to share and a heart to bind
But 'til then, I have to carry on.
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I'm finding it hard to write again. My stream of thoughts hasn't dried up; in fact, I had, I had a plenty of wonderful experiences this week that could have been translated into good posts. It's just that, I'm finding it hard to type and just right. I feel the need to publish polished writing. Edited thoughts. Something like that.
Anyway, the short poem above is something I've written on my way home. My service left me and I had to ride a taxi. Just so happened that while I was looking outside through the window, I heard a somewhat sentimental song on the radio. Then there.
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