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As I tap away on this pen 

I try to think of what to say 

But it all just keeps coming out sounding lame 

Why is it so hard to express how I feel 

Looks like another piece of crumbled paper 

Will find it's way to the trash can 

Or maybe I am just overthinking and all these balls of papers

Can create something worth reading 

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