Writing has it's own spell,
addiction, that keeps you
pouring words when much
has been penned and much
perhaps not worth being
written down, but the words
keep coming, your mind
a mere filter for this world
tormented and fair, and there
are bigger sins than the brief
extension of our thoughts
on paper and the screen.
29.03.2025
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