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Poetry
I’ve had no inspiration,
for forever and a day:
yet it never did come easy.
It was always hard to say.
It isn’t just a need or want,
it’s a mixture of the two.
It has a special feeling with it,
which flows from inside of you.
By
Eric Kay

Poetry
I’ve had no inspiration,
for forever and a day:
yet it never did come easy.
It was always hard to say.
It isn’t just a need or want,
it’s a mixture of the two.
It has a special feeling with it,
which flows from inside of you.
By
Eric Kay