What damn life For writer To be screwed In kitchen Now feeding Such darlings Instead of His damned soul
A writer must work at feeding one's muse. For some it is home, for Jack it was open road.
For some, it's both!
A beautiful write my friend........10
Dillip, thank you so much for believing it to be beautiful!
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A writer must work at feeding one's muse. For some it is home, for Jack it was open road.
For some, it's both!