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careful 
am I with words 
but quicker 
they seem to be 
with thoughts
that come to them
ready
packed with a 
punch
laced with something
bold
while I sip water
in the minutes
that lengthen with 
each keystroke
and backspace
they send insight 
instantly
to the sky
where I've been
lingering
busy for hours
piecing words
together 
block by block
when 
I ought to have
finished 
at least 
something
nothing remains
the bottomline
until 
I emerge with
an essay
thoroughly examined
and release it
into the wind
where perhaps
it matters
not at all