She Is Free
Nothing matters except the pen and paper, how the ink flows so smoothly on the paper.
Every word that that paper embrances has meaning. The words drip from her mind through the ink.
All the emotions she can't decipher are suddendly exposed. Her pen filters out the nonsense, and gives life to her thoughts.
When she writes, her thoughts are no longer trapped. When she writes, she is free.
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