Vitalizing ideas and inspiration,
Turns into persistent habit;
Constructing an interpretation
By scraping out buried facets.

Composed of two lungs, two eyes,
A cool heart and sharp teeth,
Boasting with words, supposedly wise;
Pondering about the underneath.

Acquainting the exhaust,
For a break, no good cause,
A life of one with incessant ambition.

To write means to plague,
To produce and to make,
To forfeit your self-recognition.

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