Peering in, reaching out
For a string of thought to write about.
All fly by, some now out of reach,
None seem profound enough to preach.
Words of knowledge, a soothing rhyme,
An idea long lost to time,
To summon forth in a clear route,
Harder done, than when thought out.
Loss of will and growing doubt,
Wondering what it’s all about.
An arduous task to find a way,
Past this state of disarray.
To write is to think, to think is to solve,
Raise a problem and watch it evolve.
Till words flow forth and you find your sight,
The only course, shut up and write!
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