I haven't written a poem in a while because I haven't awoken with one in my head. This is how they happen. Very mysterious. I don't plan them. They just appear in my head, usually just a portion, and I get up and work them through. Not lately, however. I have no idea how to make it happen and no idea why it does happen when it does. It's like a mysterious gift.
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