In the depths of the soul, where whispers reside,
Lies the spirit’s journey, an endless tide.
A realm unseen, where dreams take flight,
In the quiet moments of the night.
The soul’s essence, pure and true,
A spark of life, in every hue.
It dances with hope, it weaves with grace,
In the tapestry of time and space.
The spirit’s song, a melody rare,
A symphony of courage, a whispered prayer.
It soars above the earthly bind,
In search of truths, the heart to find.
In the silent echoes of the mind,
The soul and spirit are intertwined.
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About Writing
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.
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