When I wish not write, I come here. To relieve my thoughts. |
As I navigate my way through life, much like this great web site. I get lost, Like being in a small forest I know the edge is near. "Where oh where" I cried out. It never answers back. Then one day, I awoke with a clarity known only to me. The Beginning of One
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#12. Writing passed my bed time, should come with a warning.
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#3. a writer miss fires one word, you laugh about it.
ID #807279 entered on February 16, 2014 at 4:21pm
#2. Finally, my own space, my own place for bared thoughts.
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