A Silly Question
Why do I write?
Seems a silly question.
I write because I read.
Nobody knows the beauty
Of a blank page,
Where anything can happen.
Someone can be anyone.
Teen girls solve mysteries,
Closets become cold countries,
Kids can defeat dark wizards.
I can be happy with myself.
Anything can happen.
Still seems a silly question.
I write because I have to.
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