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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