Writing is a descent within To the cold stones of thought and feeling Where the two, unchiselled, Indefinable, inseparable Are heated to flame By the fire-breath of the soul refining, Lighting Lifting
One story
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Dream unpenned
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Why can’t I see?
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No breath enough
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Charmed unsure
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Past the cloud
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Fenced-in friend
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Games
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It’s all fun and games Until someone loses an ego You can’t call it awkward Until someone misses a shot And then Only then Do we squint to see Words that would’ve kept Everyone at play
Open heart
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