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| Writing Oh Master, it’s you again shaking my brain awake in the midnight hours with sudden certainties and driving needs to work. Thoughts tracking their steps through the sleepless hours till I must rise and reboot both body and machine till notions give me rest entrusted to digital record their clamour ceased. ‘Tis not that I resent the hours you keep always your willing servant but time and tide betray me the body old and creaking as I plant new footprints upon the pristine page. Sweet is the labour of your days and easy the tasks you set the sweat and pain so soon forgot in the comfort of completion and new babe’s soothing cries. House Martell Line count: 24, word count: 114 For "Game of Thrones"  Westeros, Citadel Task 45Prompt: Write a poem as a tribute to your craft of writing. Points: 2,000 |
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