You know that feeling, that feeling when a piece of writing seems to write itself. The words just come. They emerge with ease. They emerge as if they were waiting to be written. Just waiting, then emerging, all over the page. Nope? Neither do I!
Ha.
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Feelings start
~Something visceral And beautifully wild Shimmering ripples Beginning inside Not just body Or even heart You sing the songs Th...
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