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Why I Write


Writing is my art, it is the way I sing when my pen moves, I spread my wings flying high above the Earth, the written word has me lifted my writing is magical;I feel truly gifted inspiration is everywhere, the littlest things make me write from a child's laugh, to the way it gets dark at night my pen takes off, there's no stopping me I write more than I speak; this art is how I breathe as amazing as my mother, my writing has brought me to life drama filled like my sister, each tale is a star on the rise much different than anyone else, my words take on lives of their own each add to a riveting story, growing more passionate, more strong A plain girl I may appear, but my art is so much more creatively flowing, a reader never knows what's in store Touching the hearts of others, I've learned beauty comes from within I never could truly express myself until I did it using my pen
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