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Writing like slapping brushstrokes
on the page, typing with such speed
that the keys click loudly; music
to my ears. I will write like my
life depends on it, because sometimes
it does. Through lows and high, I
will make art, and maybe, just maybe,
one day someone will read them
and understand.
Courtney Hawkins
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Courtney Hawkins  30/Agender/USA
(30/Agender/USA)   
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