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It took me long time to start writing again, so I started by lifting my pen. Keep it simple i said, and in a second I was inspired. At one point I was frightened I might not write again, or find the time. I was in a different place and the moment changed in a second, and in my mind time was mine again. Life took over and work just became me. Some choose to and some have to, it's a crying shame. Now I'm close to where I need to be, So I can be free and enlightened and back to the moments that I'll always hold closest to my heart and soul. So those targets and goals were temporary, but it turns out it's not what you have but who you are that remains permanently ingrained in your memory.
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Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 9:20 PM UTC
Bring it back home
It took me long time to start writing again, so I started by lifting my pen. Keep it simple i said, and in a second I was inspired. At one point I was frightened I might not write again, or find the time. I was in a different place and the moment changed in a second, and in my mind time was mine again. Life took over and work just became me. Some choose to and some have to, it's a crying shame. Now I'm close to where I need to be, So I can be free and enlightened and back to the moments that I'll always hold closest to my heart and soul. So those targets and goals were temporary, but it turns out it's not what you have but who you are that remains permanently ingrained in your memory.
So glad to be writing again even though it's just a small piece
gotguanxi
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Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 9:20 PM UTC
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