Compulsive Poet 2
I am a compulsive poet
Once an idea, however faint
Has settled into my head
I immediately drop everything
And start to write
Without rules or conventions
Except for purity of language
Trusting only my intuition
Following it like a leading light
To wherever it wants to go
Until the idea becomes a concept
The concept becomes a story
And the story starts telling itself
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Gladius Poeticus 
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