[Scribbled in a couple of minutes as an attempt to break writer’s block]

This is an improvised poem
Which pretty much means that it’s shite
But since it’s the first thing I’ve written in ages
That’s fine – it’s allowed to be trite

’cause art doesn’t have to be perfect
Hell, sometimes it just has to be
If it’s bad, if it’s boring, well hey, it’s existing
And right now, that matters to me

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