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you with the writer's soul,
hello. we haven't spoken for a while - how are you dearest? i've been busy, and i'm sure you have been too. after all, we're only human, and we all have our own little lives which keeps us on our toes. but really, enough of that.
what i really wanted to ask is: are you still writing?
yes, i know. life always seems to get in the way, doesn't it? school work, family, friends, bills, anything and everything. it always seems like you have no time left to write, doesn't it? and then when you finally sit down in that moment when you do have a breather, you find yourself drifting off to do other things instead.
so my advice to you, dear, is to ke
Literature
I Need New Sneakers
I've been running for six days straight
and I'm losing hold of reality
but I'm told it's never too late.
I want to control gravity
and I'm losing hold of reality.
They tell me I'm insane because
I want to control gravity.
Life's different than it once was.
They tell me I'm insane because
I express myself differently.
Life's different than it once was
and I'm unsure I can go back.
I express myself differently
and I'm often misunderstood
and I'm unsure I can go back.
My feet are becoming tangled
and I'm often misunderstood
but I'm told it's never too late.
My feet are becoming tangled.
I've been running for six days straight
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Worldbuilder
I knew a man, once.
He had no name, only the name we gave him.
Worldbuilder.
I would often wonder if he had a name, or even a parent, as I watched him make his slow way down the street through our insulated little town every day. The same path, never looking up, only looking weary. No one knew where he came from, or where he went. Yet we all knew what he was.
Worldbuilder.
He had never bothered anyone, never even spoken. I suspected, secretly, that if he ever did speak, his voice would be as rusty as the old gate down the back of Nan’s farm. To our little town, he was just another part of the scenery; a phenomenon so ancient it didn&#
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I was going through my favourites and saw that I never commented on this, though after watching The Hurt Locker I see that it's a nice play on the quote by Chris Hedges, intentional or not. As has been said before, poignant...very poignant.