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Words used to flow differently, A rhythm used to be there, Feelings so heavily trailing All the words I write. I wonder what happened To the words in my heart Why they become Impossible to get out. Is it possible to lose The spark in your soul When the one you trusted Become your nightmare? ---- Admittedly this is not one of the best poems I have written. But I am sharing it here unedited because I want you guys to know that sometimes the quality of our work might not measure up the the first ones or the ones that came after. And that is okay. If you make a hundred cringey poems and made 1 masterpiece after, then the 100 poems before are not wasted. Let us view our "not-so-good" works as the fertilizers that will nourish our skill so that we may continue to create more masterpieces. #RandomThoughts

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