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Tried out this pen,
To write down all the thoughts I have
About the cause,
The reasons why the route was round
And not relate
How this makes for conversations
About the road, about the fall
I’m back to the start,
As it winds it turns you inside out
Right on square one,
I figured it out
It’s a new drawn plan,
I think I’ll make it up this time
Without a stall,
You will not stall
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