write, will I turn into an anti-writer? Yeah, sounds weird, but I wonder about these things. I haven’t written in a long while. No poetry, no stories.
Am I not a writer anymore?
Have I ever been one?
I feel like an imposter right now. Holding on to something that has vanished or faded a while ago.
What if I am but a shadow in an invisible cage?
Life goes on and on and on… More news soon
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reflections of an unquiet mind 