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The breeze is cool
As it wafts through my window
Cars rumble down the road
A song is stuck in my head
Ringing in my ears
Waiting
Begging to be let out
But tonight is unlike other nights
I can feel it in the air
I am so determined
To get all my thoughts down
Down on paper
I need to listen to only my heart
Why does it feel so necessary tonight?
Has it been so long?
That question was rhetorical...
Sadly
It has been very long
I rearrange the pile of pillows below me
I can't figure it out
My motivation behind it
The thrill of it being written
In ink
Its solidness
Like stone
Carved into a shape
That will remain
Forever
Inhaling
I look at my work so far
Blue
The color blue dances all over my crisp, white paper
Finally
I am happy
Content.