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Nov 2014
Every time I write,
It's like the world makes sense again.
Everything is a chaotic blur
Until I can find the words
To describe it all.
The story I'm writing -
Well, it's practically writing itself.
Doesn't really need my help.
And when I sit down,
My fingers typing all by themselves,
I finally feel like I know what my life is about.
Colette Williams
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