Writer’s glitch? Here’s your call!

And the pace sets in for the new race,

Pens once again walk past cripples of crumpled papers,

Writers facing that glitch, hear your call,

Here it is for you, those who are stuck inside your own head,

Nonetheless will there ever be peace, for

There is war everywhere; where is peace,

Silent is a pseudo name to those unfit- for battle,

and one look is all that it needs,

to get up and up running again,

Let’s rewrite all those stories awaiting our narration,

It is in their honour, being written by your pen,

and it is in your fate, to be remembered by you words.

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