This is now the third time
That I've started here to write
Something on this blank page
Here before my sight.
It isn't that I'm struggling
With something here to say
It's just that I don't like
For it to come out in a way
That might be taken wrongly
By someone who might read
The thing that I have written
Of some remembered deed
So, instead I'll write this nonsense
That obscures my current thought
That perhaps should be written
But, today, I think will not.
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