Talentless fellows do you understand?
Can you now see or are you still too blind?
Do you get how the hour that is at hand,
Is best for those who seek and search to find?
When you write words does something in you jar
When you just can't be bothered to revise
It's only words but words are all there are
Between ourselves and dark behind our eyes.
What's good enough for you and them at times,
What's good enough for her and him and she
What matters if your slightly clunky rhymes
Don't quite touch things inside the deepest me?
We each try all the best that we can do,
Sometimes you're good for me and me for you.
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