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I laugh like I’m Joker
I do this so not sober
But as I grow,
So does the pain get older.

I am the holder
But how they follow
I don’t follow,
I’m left to ponder.

My solace is in the moment
As I do this
For when my quill hits the blank pages,
I don’t shoot blanks.

I pick up a pen and a paper
Then I fill art home.

I hope you do too,
Don’t stop writing,
Stay safe,
Stay at home.

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  • Eghosa Tega
    Posted June 10, 2020 at 2:28 am 0Likes

    πŸ™ŒπŸΎπŸ™ŒπŸΎπŸ™ŒπŸΎπŸ™ŒπŸΎ pick up a pen and a paper and I feel art home πŸ™ŒπŸΎπŸ™ŒπŸΎπŸ™ŒπŸΎ

    • Poetic Ali
      Posted June 10, 2020 at 8:48 pm 0Likes

      You are sound chief, you got the pun. You’ve got the juice!

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