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The Words Won't Come by Thomas K. HuntSo many words lost to forget
Rhymes floating in different worlds
Silent echoes drifting in space
Reasons squandered in time
Black and white so hard to find
The truth is never plain to see
Blank spaces fill the mind
Ink dries hard from dormant pens
The words won't come 03/16/2005
Posted on 03/16/2005 Copyright © 2025 Thomas K. Hunt
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