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» writing, i guess

i write for myself
i don't write to make you laugh
or to be known to the world

i'm not printing out copies of my best works
to be analyzed by children younger than me,
for my writing to be thrown away when the bell rings

i write to set myself free,
not to embellish the cage you're in 

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