Why Do I Write?

I paint not,
I sing not,
I tune not,
I pitch not.

Life is hard,
Strife is sad,
Work is mad,
It’s a fad.

Love’s so far,
Dream’s a fear,
Night’s so near,
It’s nightmare.

None to bear,
None to share,
None to care,
None to dare.

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