When a poet settled down to write a poem, could he foresee the lines he would write? Did his head constantly spin with riddles and rhymes and was his only job to put them down? What if he couldnt get them to make sense, and no one, not even the person he cared for most, could have pleasure in reading it? What would he do?
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