I Write Because . . .

At some point in life I resort to writing as an outlet for my expressive soul.

There are many ways to express oneself — through art.

I could draw a picture of characters whom I loved.

I could sing a song which is a mirror of my soul.

I could play a melody which carved the strongest emotions of memories.

I could compose a music where my creative energy flowed.

And I could write imaginative stories brewing in my head.

I could write the bizarre dreams I had.

I won’t stop at one, and I will stop at none.

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