Once in a while I sit and join my thoughts in words
And words through pen are united, which is close
To a somewhat point of delusional mistake I make
Once in a while, as I sit and write to wake.
Once in a while, I compete my own powers
And powers are not for such cowards
From my growth to an everlasting truth
To uninjured ways of youth.
Once in a while I sit and think it over
Across the night, still in disclosure
Once in a while I break unitary fragments
And put them back in perfect alignments.
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