Epics

I once wrote epic poems 
That appeared to never end,
I often pretend I belong here
But do I belong anywhere.
I'm aware of my solitude
How often I spend my waking hours alone.
I once wrote poems everyday
But now I only write when the mood
Brings the words to my mind.

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