There once was a man who very slow.
He stopped traffic everywhere he’d go.
In the sidewalk people would glare
And stop in despair.
Late for work because of a man broken toe.
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Oliver Kipp
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Most people talk about things that bother them as a way to vent their emotions, another way is through writing. As I sit writing in my car, I ponder how much writing, in itself, has helped me become the person I am today. I have endless amounts of pages filled with poems, stories, and sometimes random blurbs. Writing is a window into your soul. The simple action of writing has benefited me; by helping me to achieve a better memory, helping me to learn and grow intellectually, and helping me to communicate my emotions.
By Sarah Wilcoxabout 23 hours ago in Journal
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