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Jan 2014
i never understood people
who preferred tapping on keys
to gripping a beautiful pen
and scratching thoughts on
paper

tapping, tapping, tapping away
all day
has it's advantages
but in the end
it feels so
hollow
so

empty

but still
here i am
tapping
tapping
tapping
tapping
away
staring at my pen
glaring at my paper
tapping
away
John
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John  28/M/New York
(28/M/New York)   
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