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Thursday, 2 July 2020

Touching a Nerve

Touching a Nerve



If my words touch a nerve,
Then they have been heard,
My pen has done its job,
You have understood,
When I was young I never thought 
this is what I would become, 
A holder of a pen,
My words will flow in the pen I hold,
Until my dying day.

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