Days go by at passing pace
In a thrown together clutch
Filled with notes that slip and side
When first thoughts mattered much
Looking back and some amending
Making changes brand new starts
Each gaze returns another phrase
A total sum of missing parts
The search goes on relentlessly
For other ways that one might speak
Avoiding padding out monotony
With a trite reduction tweak
Until the message clarifies
Leaving readers eyes to gauge
That time spent in this open book
Invites the turning of a page
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