Why I Write

July 17, 2013

On this page, I can sing

I can do anything, I can bring

Everything from within my heart

Throw it into the reader's mind

These written letters, all my choice

These are my portrait, these are my voice

Silently read, screaming words

I offer up my soul

In any land, no matter what pressence

Poetry is common, human essence

In this pool of timeless unity

I find freedom

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