For the writer there is a lure,

The creative hook, it’s also the cure.

The writer must write even though,

She may never be the star of her own show.

To publish her work, to make dreams come true,

There were moments she felt down and blue.

The writer must bring out what is inside,

A mandate to write she cannot hide.

Compelled to go on because she must,

It’s do or die, write or bust.

For she is a writer,

And this she trusts.

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