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May 2015
I'm writing a best seller.
I can hear it now.
"New York Times Best Selling Author"
The book is good.
It's coming slowly.
My dream publishing house is hard to get noticed in.

I'm writing a best seller.
I can smell the TV and movie deals.
"And the Oscar goes to..."
I can hear it.
My future is bright.

I'm writing a best seller.
I'm scared that it won't sell.
I'm scared that I won't get the movie deal.
My dream is slowly crushing itself.
Blurry Vision
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