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When I write, I’m in control
When I write, the words are my sword
When I write, my heart opens up
When I write...
Then writers block hits
My fingers stop typing
The screen blurs
My mind wanders
But when I read
When I read, I’m in control
When I read, the words are my magic carpet
When I read, the world presents itself
When I read...
The words flow
I settle into a rhythm
My body relaxes
My breathing slows
But when I read poetry
I am transported to a new level
My heart sings
My eyes eagerly capture the words
Forming them into meaning
When I write, my soul is happy
When I read, I smile