Words cross borders of thoughts,
the deserts, forests, icy islands,
scrimmage piles of letters, deep dive into subconscious watery caves,
explore wild frontiers of unsaids,
the unfiltered and unknowns,
walk into familiar stories,
look over shoulders, scan wordy ghosts of past, present future,
bare teeth at dangers clear, smile for memories dear,
A writer cheers! :)

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I ask a few words what they are up to,they start skipping lines, dancing with commas and fullstops. My head is now in a tizzy. They seem so busy, feigning nonsense and sense at the same time!

A writer's journey.

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If ever, whenever
however, whatever you decide
make it forever.
A forever of hope and self hugs!
Monday gyan :)

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Lines go off a tangent,
a rant, become patience scant,
jump a few paragraphs,
land at the end.

The story went for a walk,
still refuses to talk.
A writer balks.

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I flipped the word over.

It landed on an island of doubt somewhere in the story.

It's been confused since.

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