Brain Farting

Smells like I don’t know what I’m doing…

Criss Cross Applesauce

Write everyday, write everyday, write everyday, they say, write everyday.

So here I am, typing away, got squat to say, but hey, that’s A-ok

Fake it till I make it and write everyday.

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