My 365

Let the words flow; escaping, tumbling.

Hold them not back.

Fear not how they sound, uncultured, smooth or uncouth.

Be not afraid of how illicit the rhyming.

Let the words tumble forth.

With each stroke, let them caress the page of your pounding soul.

Write; pen your 365

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