<Cover of poetry journal>

Words
          arranged artfully
                           on a
page,
       expressing feeling
                           in ways
that elude
              prose.

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(my reply to thinkarete)

I am afraid, to try and fail.
Yet try I must, the dreams compel.
And whether or not,
                            I do well,
will be because I try.

So lead, follow or join the fray.

How can it be any other way?

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