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Lost PoemsWaiting and waiting - what shall I do. I want to write a poem, but I feel so poem-less. Waiting and waiting for a poem to come through. Maybe if I wait some time a poem will not be so homeless. Waiting and waiting for the poems to stop hiding. My head feels so vacant, no poems, and no rhymes Waiting and waiting for the poems to start arriving, Hoping when they arrive they will be perfectly timed. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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