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Open cavity
A solemn organ's cage once
Now liberated
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Inspiration's weird
How one sits down
Keyboard at hand
To write some love poetry
For February
Only, nothing comes
But a blank page
A blinking cursor
And several long minutes' frustration
Until something else comes
So, instead of love poetry
About aching hearts and
Sighs, beauty, and the like
I wrote one weird little haiku-thing
Only the one little haiku-thing
And whatever this is.
<3
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