Poem -
six hours before an exam
My words fly upÂ
when I catch  them I get hiccup
my thoughts remain  belowÂ
my nerves go slow
I don’t know what to sought
words without thought
never to heaven go
there is nothing to sow
as time has gone
and I am left alone.
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