Twice now, recently, I have sat down finally having received some inspiration. The first time nothing came out, despite my hand being poised and ready over the paper. Today, I tried again. Something did come out, but I'm not sure of the quality of it.
I'm worried my poetry is falling over the edge...
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All the poets go through this phase one time or the other... You don't have to be bothered about it.. It will come back to you when you least expect it... Good luck.!
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