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With a stuttering shacking hand that is also my voice I write in absolute silence, my voice is Hidden. We think of thoughts so deep We never stop sinking... A pen becomes a paddle , and a book a boat. And I write myself away Over a an ocean of thought So I don’t drown... -M.O.I
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Mar 15, 2018
Mar 15, 2018 at 1:26 AM UTC
Thought
With a stuttering shacking hand that is also my voice I write in absolute silence, my voice is Hidden. We think of thoughts so deep We never stop sinking... A pen becomes a paddle , and a book a boat. And I write myself away Over a an ocean of thought So I don’t drown... -M.O.I
It’s easy to dig to deep into thought and lose the beauty around you. Your thoughts can consume you and burden you , but if we write we can escape.
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WilliamDeKlerk
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WilliamDeKlerk
19/M/South Africa
Mar 15, 2018
Mar 15, 2018 at 1:26 AM UTC
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