My Thoughts

May 7, 2016

I waited for my thoughts to come together...

to find something to say!

I stood up there trembling...

couldn't decide.

Improv! But I couldn't improvise...

Smile! But, I wasn't satisfied.

I gulped. Then I grabbed a paper

and a pen.

And I wrote.

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