And here goes the new line.
I put the trust
To touch the mask
Of this criminal of lust
Here and only ask.
Have been times and days didn't update mine. yes. I know. No you don't know.
Bother you to explain why?
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To write things. I like to write words.
When the word 'word' is not only a word, I have to stop and I wonder why.
and That was what happened when I didn't write.
Now shall I walk away and start the new rhyme?
Of the Ancient Marriner and the meter of Nile.
waiting to write again