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the word has been my medicine
the letter filled my voids
forever and ever
my thoughts pour sentences on paper and screen
sometimes messy, sometimes clean
but always there to show what’s hidden
always there to soothe my soul
to heal my wounds
to salve my pain
to freeze moments, that would otherwise be washed away by the rain
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there’s traffic where thoughts rush through the narrows of my brain
trying to catch, to hold, to rewind, again and again
no, no, no.
let go
be with the flow
of life and thoughts and pour it all out
fill pages and books and libraries full
of memories, stories, ideas and fiction
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be with your words and guide them to light
let them become, whatever they might
just never stop, and please: don’t hesitate.
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just let it flow,
letter to word to sentence to page to whatever it will
or will not be
no boundaries
no concepts
just let them run free
just you and your thoughts
a white page, a blank screen
to hold a thought and then set it free
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dance with the uncertainty
of meaningful words,
but never hesitate,
to walk through your fear
and when it’s all done, it’ll be cristal clear
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breathe
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let the words sink into the stillness of each breath
and if you’re not done yet:
let your soul speak
until it feels good,
and then..
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put down the pen.
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