I want to let go, to pause, to think,
To let my thoughts flow with the dripping ink.
I wish to fill these pages with the words I should've said,
To fill them with the memories and the voices in my head.
I wish to savour every word, to devour every phrase,
To consume every emotion, every expression on my face.
I wish to convey what spoken language can not,
I wish to pen down every wandering thought.
YOU ARE READING
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