When all the prompts fail me,
when there is no inspiration,
I turn to you: music.
When I feel the words fading,
when the poetry sounds odd,
I turn to play a song.
When I turn, something comes.
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When all the prompts fail me,
when there is no inspiration,
I turn to you: music.
When I feel the words fading,
when the poetry sounds odd,
I turn to play a song.
When I turn, something comes.