Writing

A pen dances across a page.

Fingers graze a keyboard.

Sometime's it's 2am,

sometime's it's 6pm.

Writing is her outlet.

It doesn't matter when,

it doesn't matter how.

All that matters is her cleared mind,

her jovial smile, 

and the bliss the readers attain.

~

Funny because I'm writing this at 2am.

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