I know that there is a story inside ,
a novel struggling with might .Sometimes I wish I could
tear the soul apart ,
dissect every millimeter
of the corners of it ,
retract the alphabets
and assemble into words ,
thread one to another ,
concoct the entire script .
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Poesia" where she is the queen " At this point, my words don't even mean anything, my lines are random, my meanings are all over the place, my endings are left in the middle. I've not the slightest idea if I can compose something coherent. It all feels li...