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Tumbleweed
I keep scratching out
The words I've written.
Maybe I should restart
With a pencil;
But something in my soul
Relates
To the tumbleweed like
Etches strewn about
The page.
It may perhaps be
More of a representation
Of my current feelings
Than the words
That lie underneath.
The words I've written.
Maybe I should restart
With a pencil;
But something in my soul
Relates
To the tumbleweed like
Etches strewn about
The page.
It may perhaps be
More of a representation
Of my current feelings
Than the words
That lie underneath.
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