Here I am; I will write a poem
But first, I need time; I leave home
I casually stroll in daylight
Can't think of anything to write!
I walk the streets of my village
Uneasy, I need an assuage
Fix my mind! My words must look right!
Can't think of anything to write!
I'm on a swing, empty playground
Sitting. Thinking. Still, no words found
Until nine, I bathe in sunlight
Can't think of anything to write!
Here I am; I will write a poem
Can't think of anything to write!
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