Black list
Would one like to be part?
Of a list, of pitch night?
Dark as is writer's life?
I did join so I was
And there were
Those like me
With claims:
"A writer! "
They gave me a name tag
On my wrist yellow band
I keep it like the cards
In the game of poker!
Shall stick the remain
On poem when
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