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desk thoughts

Every time I’m at my desk
 
I take my time and think my best.
 
Ways to find to tell what’s new
 
Sweetened up like morning dew.
 
I tell of sunshine and the rain
 
About everything I complain.
 
Seems that my eyes remain closed
 
Until a poem I’ve composed.
 
The muse will open up my mind
 
From the state that I was blind.
Written by joeborg
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