Creative juices... gone. Once again me and words have become enemies. It is funny how one person, or situation can effect every aspect of your daily routine. Today I'm thrown. I wish I had a poem for this because it would truly take you somewhere, but I can't get on-board now. I need to repair before I can play again.
Enjoy the walk down Th3rd Avenue, a derivative to understanding thoughts in our head, translated through opinions, statements and feelings.
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