TRAITS OF GOOD WRITING

Somewhere I heard,
For a good writing,
One has to use good words
One's ideas have to be good not old
In a different shape you have to mould
You have to think beyond actually
And it happens automatically
You don't need to be a master in it
What you only need to do is,
Get a pen, paper and sit
You have to contemplate
You've got things to relate
One has to do amalgamation
So as to create a new formation.

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