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Apparently I'm meant to be on a break from poetry but it isn't going at all well was told it was going to be easy but even thinking about it hurts like hell Some may class it as a blessing others a terrible curse when I wake up in the afternoon hungry for the line and verse I want to be on writing run forever never wanting it to come to an end even if it keeps me awake at night and costs me many fake friends Maybe I will take a break from poetry when I finally soar into the sky when the scythe man comes knocking I may only give it up when I die