I weirdly thought

I weirdly thought of blog as a god,

for somehow all your cheat codes,

got caught and nothing thawed,

while somehow rewarded the true odes;

all the hurried readings of others’ works,

and the hurried renditions of our own,

with passage of time ignored these quirks,

all falsities and smartness got blown;

but not these little nuances made me believe,

but the quaint power of the words that flowed,

magical being coursed through me without leave,

I was not thus before skilled and well endowed;

may be my mind plays tricks for I am obsessed

with writing and write I did as a man possessed. 

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