Walking in this life intellectually starved

Feasting on the words so freely given.

Bringing new life to my veins

And fresh breath to my brain.

Each sentence frees me from the crippling solitude of a mundane reality.

And this is ME.

And this is who I AM.

Clarity is born from the passionate phrases. The molding and bonding

of meanings forever stored.

As to shout from the rooftops would do no justice

For once, I selfishly keep it for myself.

As I turn it possesively in my mind

It spurs empowerment anew.

02/24/2011

Posted on 02/25/2011
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