There is a thief
Who raids my mind
Steals my thoughts
My ideas, my time
Locks my knowledge away
Rips it from my reach
Feeds on my files
Like a ravenous leech
When I try to transmit
Expressions of emotions
The signal is jammed
My throat becomes frozen
It even blocks
My ability to write
One of the greatest sources
Of joy in my life
It has mounted up my treasures
In a cave far away
My war is now beginning
To get them all back again
Originally posted on 15th October 2023. Some minor changes.


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