Enjoy my mind in it's state of longing and hurt. That is usually how I'm feeling when I write poetry, it's like a familiar companion while travelling the old dusty trail. Sometimes I'm just feeling philosophical. Tears were probably shed, unless of course I'm being poetically naughty!
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