It's been a while since I posted a poem. So much irritation subdued in frustration. The creative bell rings less often when these distractions soften the blows to vibration and stifled timing. Here I go again, whining. It's incredible we have so many tools at our disposal Too many too choose, of which I want to choose all.
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