Ugh. A Sunday morning. Ugh. It's cold. Ugh. I need to write. Ugh. Words? Where are they? Ugh. Frustration, uncaffeinated. Ugh. Creativity, struggling. Ugh. What is a poet withouth words? Ugh. Simply put. Ugh.
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Ugh. A Sunday morning. Ugh. It's cold. Ugh. I need to write. Ugh. Words? Where are they? Ugh. Frustration, uncaffeinated. Ugh. Creativity, struggling. Ugh. What is a poet withouth words? Ugh. Simply put. Ugh.