When chasing things to write
Find a place to hide your face
Anytime of day or night
Notes you made when reading stuff
Nutritious droplets in your sea
That fed the creatures swimming by
And let the ocean waves feel free
And let the ocean waves feel free
No need to bend to stoop or strain
When teasing out the perfect verses
No need to write for accolades
For they are bonds like witches curses
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