It's so interesting how writing works. Some days I can't think of anything at all to write, while on others the words, lyrics, sonnets, and/or verses just jump right out of my brain to give a beautiful shape or form to the black or gray stains that I doodle on a piece of paper. Then something amazing is created to express how many people in the world might feel, but cannot explain on their own, giving them something wonderful to read or listen to that relates to their specific need, desire and/or situation. The human ability to feel is like no other. To cry or laugh, be happy or sad...it sounds like freedom...to be who you want to be.
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