Intellection

 

The pen is your guide

Let no hands be tied

The poets who spill their ink

 May scrawl with a wink

Whether what’s written is true

Is up to you, yourself and you

Open ideas may offer selection

But where is their direction

Ah, the slack jaw of confusion

Perhaps, your ideal perfection

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge 25

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Eugenia

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