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Sometimes
All the noise in my head
Goes quiet
And I feel my mind
Start to wander.
Everything outside me
Suddenly goes silent.
And inside
I hear my own voice
Whisper.

Ideas.
And inspiration.
And in those moments
I find myself fearless.
I’m held down by
Nothing.
I am reborn
In my liberation.
And my imagination
Is truly boundless.

I find myself bleeding
Myself dry
In black ink
And raw truth
Unfiltered
On pages, white.
The idea that
The heavy will
Weigh less
Prevents me from
Falling prey
To these dark thoughts
Of mine –

I –

Relish the quiet
Of mine mind.
I count down the days
In between them –
Those rare bursts
Of stillness and quiet time –
I wait for
The Stories
To come out of hiding –

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