By GhostWriter
Writers are we, to be poets we strive? Our verse and rhymes to keep us alive? Do we write of living and love we see? Or, do we pen of how we want it to be? Written December 31st, 2001 © on Dec 30 2001 05:25 PM PST 0 • 9
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"Writers are we, to be poets we strive?..."
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"Writers are we, to be poets we strive?..." by GhostWriter
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