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stripped down
I'm taking it back
to the beginning
when there was nothing
only a swirling prismatic ether
of words & feelings
like steam rising from a cup
in the morning sun
laden with the scent of coffee
teasing the senses
a flavor enticing
just waiting to be tasted
as the page watches the pen
anxious to see where they go {grow}
I return once more
to the start
the birth of verse
the agonizingly sublime
life of poetry
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