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Write to Right

There’s so much more than what I write,

Waiting somehow to get it right.

The words choked up,

In throat or thought,

Someway, somehow, someday or not,

Will get out,

Maybe, maybe not,

Until the soda bubbles in me burst away,

Till it doesn’t feel so sad on any day,

There will be so much more than I would want to write,

Waiting somehow to get it all right.

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