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My job as a writer is done...
If one of my words fly up,
And pulls your necktie,
And draws you closer,
To my writings in ball point black.
My job as a writer is done.
If one line of my poetry,
Stops you in your tracks,
And makes you wonder,
To what do I owe this honor.
My job as a writer is done.
If one of my poems,
Ever makes it home,
In your heart,
And we forever become the same.
My job as a writer is done.
