Today's Poem

Today's poem won't tell you anything about me
It will remain what it is
Black marks on a page
Words strung together
Random, for all you know
If you're looking for insight into the author
You're in the wrong place
It's static prose that sits and waits
Aiming for inspiration
Finding none
You come here
Searching for something, anything
Private challenges
You won't find that here
Here, where it's always sunny
Where it always rains
Where people pretend
Where all can hide

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