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So, we're just getting started here. I have a concept in mind called New Poem Old Poem.

Here's a new one.

I am a Disciple Of Ink

An Imperfect Procrastinator

Try My Best Not To Think

Yet I'm A Cerebral Initiator

Always Had What It Takes

Chose To Recede Into Shadows

Terrified Of Mistakes

Repulsed By Where The Crowd Goes

And now an old one.

What can I brainstorm here

How to rid the world

Of doubt and fear

Send those demons to burn

But not die

To where they'd be cold

To where they'd stir

Then fry

Take me away

To a world of bliss

This run down one

I'd never miss

Send me to where

The answers are sold

With a list of questions

And a pot of gold