Writing

Sterile, vicarious, second hand experience,

Caught between,

Past’s ethereal haunting echoes,

And Future’s hollow lottery,

All promises and possibilities.

 

Put down the pen,

Step away from the keyboard,

Stop talking and listen,

Then take heed of what you hear.

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