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undone | a poem

I’ve lost my way.

There’s been too much thinking going on.

I’ve been misled; believing that planning to write would get me writing.

“Planning” has kept me away from the pen, the keypad, the notebook. Because a plan begins with an idea, and an idea could come from anywhere.

But thinking too hard has interrupted my natural flow, and now I’m stuck with nothing.

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