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The lost poet
I'm brimming with imagination
My pen unmoving
perhaps, it was feeling guilty having the intention of staining the innocent white paper.
I'm stifled, my imaginations are drifting away
pen...
My pen unmoving
perhaps, it was feeling guilty having the intention of staining the innocent white paper.
I'm stifled, my imaginations are drifting away
pen...
