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50

hey its fifty
to be more precise
fifty three

on here i've posted
over fifty
this is fifty three

i recall pressing keys
many clicks of my mouse
the silence of creation in my house
I will write of things as others tease
i will have written number fifty three

here my words appear on the screen
all the stories of one teen
the blink of the bar after each letter
after hours of writing I finally feel better
Poem by xxdeathlylovexx