There isn't much time these days to sit down and just write. Well, atleast I haven't sat down to make time.
I think I just want to free-style a poem:
I wish I could just write for You.
But I am too busy.
Atleast that's my excuse.
You see all I do is plan, plan, plan.
It's quite worrisome, yet I feel in control.
Oh but You know better.
You see what I can't.
You are in control.
Again, there is no fooling You.
Jesus.
You know.
I really am looking for You.
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