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nothing fills me with a feeling of power a rush of strength this feeling of being the clark kent of words quite like the thoughts being poured out white space being filled with black characters the sound of my keyboard clicking as my fingers fly I can create something beautiful amidst chaos I can't change the world but I can weave you a story or make you feel something something real or something fake I manipulate those little curves and lines into someone's life or my life or an object's life or facts or lyrics or a story or an emotion maybe I can't fly maybe I don't have telekinesis or telepathy but maybe I can control minds but maybe I can create a world maybe I can create a life or a story or anything I want with 26 little strokes on a page mixed and mingled with each other sounds and colors and emotions in black on white
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Dec 16, 2019
Dec 16, 2019 at 10:35 PM UTC
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nothing fills me with a feeling of power a rush of strength this feeling of being the clark kent of words quite like the thoughts being poured out white space being filled with black characters the sound of my keyboard clicking as my fingers fly I can create something beautiful amidst chaos I can't change the world but I can weave you a story or make you feel something something real or something fake I manipulate those little curves and lines into someone's life or my life or an object's life or facts or lyrics or a story or an emotion maybe I can't fly maybe I don't have telekinesis or telepathy but maybe I can control minds but maybe I can create a world maybe I can create a life or a story or anything I want with 26 little strokes on a page mixed and mingled with each other sounds and colors and emotions in black on white
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Dec 16, 2019
Dec 16, 2019 at 10:35 PM UTC
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