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Creativity Unawakened (Limerick)

I’m awakened; I’m eager to write.
But my thoughts are all scattered and trite.
“Where’d my muse go,” I cry.
“Has my wit-well gone dry?”
I scan prompts, sigh, and call it a night.

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