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A poet’s mind may sometimes stand still and quiet,
No thoughts take flight, no words to invite.
Hard to shape even a single line,
Heart unkindled, where emotions decline.
Deep sighs come slow, when nothing will start,
Time stretches long, yet nothing moves the heart.
No weighty thought drifts through the mind,
Though hours pass and moments unwind.
How many cups of coffee must I pour,
To make heart and mind flow as one, once more?
Words wait close, yet remain unconfined —
This soul just wanders, lost in daydream’s bind...©LanZhan 🌚✨ 安娜·梅·德拉·奇纳 안나 메이 델라 차이나...🇨🇳:1005:805:17
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