I haven't written anything in the longest of times. so to remedy this I give you my reason in the form of a poem.
Weak phrases condensate inside my skull and form clouds of doubt
Where writs nor prose dare fly these sluggish words may never out
This apathy like rain dampens my resolve; the spark less chance to catch
A flame of inspiration would drive this bedraggled musing from there hiding place
Alighting on my tongue fresh and warm
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