I Type On

My fingers meander over the keyboard leisurely While my thoughts follow along… Sometimes slowly… Sometimes tripping over each other… It doesn’t matter how, only that they do. Meanwhile, my fingers keep wandering, Wondering what will come next. There are moments when it seems These things just write themselves. At other times, every word is a […]

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If I Could Write

If I could write, I’d tell of all I know, Which isn’t much, for all I have to show. This sense of self inside of me, This thing that drives me to be free, Is just a formless mass of feelings, though… I try to write the deeper things inside. Though most of me prefers […]

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