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Writing is Real.


I write because I cannot contain each thought I have.

It's just too much to keep thinking about things.

If I don't do something, all those thoughts will leave!

All those phrases, scenes,

pictures and memes will leave and void me totally!

Everyrthing would clear and I would be at a loss.

 

It just has to be done.

I want to write; I want to write these things down!

Extracting my mind, allowing the sentences to flow

I don't know if it's natural or unnatural,

but I do know that those things in my mind have got to come out!

I do it because that action allows me to see what's really going on in me.

Then once every thought is out, it's fun to start all over again.

 

 

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