If I see them one day,
walking somewhere,
shall I thank them for
telling me such great stories
over the years-
Or curse them for
lying to me for so long?
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It's not like: I write. Therefore, I am a writer. It's more like: I am a Writer. Therefore, I write.
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Did you write that? That's awesome.
great stuff going on here! I love this one.
--Stacy
Pondering the question, "does art imitate life, or life imitate art?" the idea occurred that it depends on the life. Some people get lost in the fantasy of others, some inspire fantasy. Life is beautiful in it's raw, unedited form, but no one should sit back and watch.
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