stop at the stationer’s

I thought, I just won’t write,

let the urge pass.

like once sun sets

it will not rise again in hours time.

like coming up for air

isn’t necessary for those

still donning our earthly feet.

like nights alone

won’t ever feel lonely

or days in shade

won’t ever get cold.

like breaking the pencil 

or tearing the page

won’t forever find me 

searching out the stationer’s

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