I Could Write
I could write
For my whole life
Without stopping once
I could write forever
If my fingers would ne’er
Grow weary
I could write endlessly
If I had an unlimited
Supply of ideas
I could write for hours upon hours
If there were no need for food
Or water or sleep
But they do
I don’t
And there is
So I cannot In fact
Write for my whole life.
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