"I wish I wrote the way I thought;
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Obsessively;
Recklessly;
With maddening hunger.
I'd write till I suffocated.
I'd write myself into a mental breakdown.
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Books would be filled till there were
no pages left to contain my manuscripts.
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And I'd write about you
A lot more
Than I should."
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Luna
"I talk to the mood about you
And sometimes she talks back.
I sing to the birds about you
And sometimes they sing back.
I smile at the flowers when I think of you.
And sometimes they smile back.
But when I call out to you
There is never a something back."
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The End
"To the end would you follow me,
From the furthest ocean,
To the tallest tree,
There is a world out there I'm desperate to I see,
To the end will you follow me?"
