I'd love to do nothing but write,
Into the darkness of the night.
Scribble words down so fast,
Make an impression to last.
But the world keeps turning,
So I must start my earning.
And I can't quite sell my soul,
For the worlds reimagined gold.
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Author:
DD. (Pseudonym) (
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Those words will be written and one day you will be able just to write.
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