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I drank a half-flagon of wine
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And in just a fraction of time
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I felt on top of the world
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I could charm all the girls
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And my troubles were left far behind
About the Creator
Hecton J Elwey
Compelled to write...
In the grip of Poetry, Haiku and Prose...
Forces greater than I impose themselves daily, ensuring I bring about their birth, expression and freedom
Death to AI... for it has no place within the house of creativity.
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