All the Words I Have

The click and the clank of the typewriter is as a metronome to lyrical poetry in my head.

As long as I keep pacing, the stories and the songs will flow well-said.

The words and the rhyme inked into pages pass the time,

And the daylight sinks away as sunsets bleed between the lines.

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