Those who dream with pen in hand,
before a restless audience stand,
and cast their thoughts for all to gauge,
like unsure dancers on the stage.

And hope that what they tried to write,
won't trip them up in that harsh light.
Or steps forgotten ruin their grace
as words that falter mar the pace.

Yet when we stand before this crowd,
and speak our trembling words aloud,
we know we tried with all our might,
to speak our hearts in what we write.

And if you find this too rings true,
for all the hopes and dreams in you,
then worry not o're lines unpenned,
The Writer's Club invites you in.

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