The mind of a writer is a strange place. Thoughts and moments, days and years all mixed together in one place forming something both beautiful, and ugly. Deciphering it is nearly impossible, even for the writer them self. What exactly is this book about? One might say it is about me, or writers in general. Others might claim it is about the mind, or past before us. None of them would right, although none would be wrong, exactly, either. I suppose you'll have read it and decide for yourself what it is about.All Rights Reserved
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