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Poésie

I gave up, a long time ago. Time has made me heavier, softer, maybe weaker. Maybe stronger, maybe smarter. I don't know. but I'm starting again.

First step

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by desyvplager

by desyvplager

It started again,
The wanting to write.

It started again,
The wanting despite.

I want to write,
I don't know the story.

I'll follow the path,
The one I don't know.

I'll follow the path,
The one I can't see.

I'm taking the step,
I'll see where it leads.

I stopped because it was hard,
It's still hard.

But right now,
I want to write.