Sitting in a classroom
Wondering what is true, struggling with all my might
The past swirls around me, my pen is a broom
Sweeping up the dust and cobwebs I begin to write
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Eden, every poem begins from somewhere. The pain is the process that lead to their development... the writing releases the pain. Keep writing! Brian