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I write to fall in love//

Here I sit, night after night, shittily typing out words, full swing in a writer's fury. This poetic frenzy whispers promises of creating. Creating beauty where there is none, and possibility where it lacks. I watch the unspoken thoughts that sit heavy in my brain formulate strings of words. It's indecisive, it's sporadic. I can only hope that one day I'll wake up and know exactly what I want to say. There will be no hesitation, just an intense flow of words into the universe//