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With Chapter 1 complete, He held his chin in his hand, And gazed intensely out the window. The birds flew by his second story apartment. How was it so easy that they could glide through life, As he sat in his apartment writing to support his own, With the sound from the next room distracting him.
Peering around the corner he saw the glow of the TV, Wondering if it was something more interesting, But none of this mattered to his pen and paper. So he picked the pen back up and proceeded with his task. He wrote And I Cant Guess for t


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The prologue has ended, With all its editors notes. The author has made his dedications, And the cover has been thoughtfully assembled. The binding kept loose to add the next chapters, And a table of contents, but, You can see its not complete.
This storys beginning, Located on page twenty-five. The publishing house frowned at this, but, The author had too many thank yous. Without all these people who helped write the story, It might as well have been finished, Before it was started.
The novel of his life,  


A Night At The LakesideA Night At The LakesideA Night At The Lakeside
Body shivers from the cold of the hand you placed on my shoulder, But Ive finally adjusted to your temperature. The stillness careens on my goodwill to save; The crashing waves breaking on my heart, Numbing my inspiration or lacking of my serenity Why do these feelings always look on me with pointing fingers? The horizon off in the distance knows not where we are. Barely trudging past our fickle sovereign nation.
Three lights to it all, Past the flaming admiration. Stylish eyes wander over. The grasped fist, Leaning on rea
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