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write write write write write... poems written in the head you cannot read but I was writing poems written in the head you cannot access but I was writing poems written in the head you cannot know but I was writing writing poems I was running running against the wind writing poems I was running running against time writing poems I was running running against eternity to leave but a few short thoughts behind for no particular reason to leave but a few short thoughts behind for no particular reason you might not know it you might not think it you might not see it but I was writing... I was writing Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight) Copyright © Terence George Craddock