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Submitted to Contest #46
I’ve been staring at the wall for five hours now, or more I can’t keep track of it anymore. I’ve tried to write something, anything; a billion times in the last two years but ever since I came face to face with death, it’s like death couldn’t take me but it did take something, my words. I reminisce about the time when writing was as easy as breathing, but now, neither breathing nor writing is easy.I sigh, stare longingly at the wall one last time and try to get back up on my feet, both literally and metaphorically. I lost my job as a magazin...
Singing and writing my way through life.
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