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    They ask me why do I write?
    And I don't know what to say
    I try to shoo them away
    But they still ask me the same

    Do I write for gold?
    No! I can't be sold
    Sometimes, gold can be ugly
    and sometimes, bloody


    Do I write for glory?
    No! I don't seek a trophy
    Sometimes, glory can be phoney
    and sometimes, gory

    Now, a gun they show
    And ask why do I write?
    Ah! I write because I don't know
    how to not write

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    Now, a gun they show
    And ask why do I write?
    Ah! I write because I don't know
    how to not write

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