Stuck (or why we are poets)

Reality is not what
you make of it
Reality is what
you don’t want it to be

EL SEBBO

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One response to “Stuck (or why we are poets)

  1. Tell you man why I’m stuck on this lovely girl / f’course to me she mean all the world / but then she like another guy
    How long can the days go on — Oh wo wo
    When my love is so strong — Oh wo wo
    And I know I cannot tell a lie, Oh wo wo

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