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The paper stares back at me waiting for me to write My pen flows endlessly into the night Thoughts yet unspoken for others to see Someone finally wants to listen to me Words come to me one at a time Nobody else's only mine Years ahead of me yet untold Memories to hang on to only mine to hold The gifts that are given are mine to treasure Writing comes easily and gives me pleasure The feelings are mine and for me to give They'll keep me going for as long as I live The stories been written my pen starts to slow I hope others read this so they to can know What's hidden inside has now broken free Just a little bit of words to get to know me My pen stops now at last I lie down I slip in to bed in my old nightgown Peacful sleep i'll have tonight I've said what I wanted and what felt right
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