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No matter what happens, make sure that you keep writing poetry. Keep saying what matters and make sure that the world hears you. They really have no choice, your voice threatens them.
You havent said a word and I can already hear it in your tone. You are speaking from your diaphram and uttering your first and only word I was like damn. You face twisted around the center of your nose and all you said was "What."
I knew you have work to do and you didnt need to waste time asking why I was looking in your face. I knew my place. I was writing poetry myself but dont worry. I never stopped.
