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Caelith's inspiration lies in the use of poetic forms. Type: Gwawdodyn Byr Poem. |
| Lost my way. My brain is a bucket of grey, The words have all chosen to stray, The light is dim, my prose is quite a mess, I wish that my pen would find a way. Line Count: 4 Prompt: Caelith's inspiration lies in the use of poetic forms. Type: Gwawdodyn Byr Poem |
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