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I know that I love to write. I can sit here for hours, sit back and just kick it. A healing remedy for my pain. An answer to my doubt. Pen and paper I cannot do without. There are many ways of expressing my thoughts. I cannot help relating what I was taught. It gets so disappointing at times for I am not pursuing all in which I should. So I sit back, write, and dwell on how I know I could. So dazed and confused knowing how much time I’ve allowed to pass. My book will get published when I make this drink my last.
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