9. Writing

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There are lots of things
My mind imagines.
I always wanted to express myself.
But I had no idea how.

I didn't want to speak
Because I am afraid I might get hurt,
I am afraid I might hurt somebody else.

All the thoughts, all the ideas
I had in mind...
The pen and the notebook,
The screen and the keyboard,
They became my friends.
They made me express myself,
They took all my fears away.

When I write...
I write with my heart and mind.
When I write...
I feel so powerful.
I may not be a good writer
But writing is my only escape and comfort.

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