Ink in the blur

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I have forgotten how to write 
That used to be me
Words lost despite 
Its all I used to be

Days fly past, yet time doesn't stir

Thinking, feeling, emotions all

Fleeing in the blur

Of instant recall


We're losing connections

In this age of connectivity

With GPS for directions

But not for humanity


In this quest for achievement

Within insatiable scarcity 

Piling heartache 

And losing clarity 


So I search pen in hand

Fighting with my head

For words like grains of sand

Chasing meaning that's fled

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