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Untitled II

Metulia Holló

Jan 12, 2025

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To write like a master

Like Dostoevsky or Poe

This skill I could master

Though, I do not know

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I think and I think

And I write so much

Though, I hardly every touch ink

For I think much too much

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Oh, I wish I could write down all my thoughts

About good and about evil and whatever I ought

Only to write down words of thought

I don’t think, this I have ever been taught

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But I am simply a human being

And these are merely another meaning=

ful combination of words one would consider important

Though this poem shall now end

For I cannot think of a fitting rhyme

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originally written on July XXI mmxxiv

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Table of Contents

#0 Intro

#1 Rain

#2 A Forest

#3 Figure of the Night

#4 A Ticking Clock

#5 Missing

#6 The Candle on My Nightstand

#7 Double Suicide

#8 The Mirror

#9 One shouldn't always imagine Sisyphus happy

#10 Solea—ea sola est

#16 The Orange Streetlight

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