A Poem

April 7, 2009
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I can't think of anything,
Will you give me an idea?
Anything will do.
I'm bored to death,
I crave to write.
Here I am,
In my room,
With an empty head.
What shall I write?
I suppose it's not that hard,
Because look,
I've written another poem.

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