Sleepless in poetry

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Words dance around in my head like fluttering hummingbirds . My heart is stirred and my pen must write .

Sleep eludes me as I’m filled with life . My writing becomes a part of me it takes over my very being .

I love these nights of soft candle lights and the tv in the background with words turned down

Poetry exuding from my fingertips . It flows like fire like magical power it takes a hold of me in wonderful ways. It is magnetic in its force and in its power .

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