For some poets the night is the perfect sphere with pen and paper in hand come to die in agony and be born again healed. Micheline Jean Louis
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For some poets the night is the perfect sphere with pen and paper in hand come to die in agony and be born again healed. Micheline Jean Louis
Yes very true. I would be up at 2 a.m, outside, and writing to the moon.
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As into desperate darkness the pen finds all that so screams in the light
Is gone to fearful silence in the blissful serene of the night
A place where creative freedom bleeds pain into suffering soaked writes
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