Writer’s block: The truth behind the silence.


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      • My heart dances with joy
        That you are back home;
        What a sweet day for me!
        That I can see you,
        And touch you again;
        And feel my heart
        Burn with joy,
        That you are here with me
        No more am I like
        A chick abandoned
        By mother hen;
        As mother hen is right here;
        So much I value you
        My dear;
        And want you ever near,
        To give me the company
        That my heart yearns
        From you.
        Shall you leave me again?
        That would be to dash
        My emotions on a hard rock;
        Promise me you will not;
        And keep that promise
        Once its made;
        Never forget
        My heart burns
        With love for you;
        And I do not want to miss
        You again.

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