Reminiscence Of A Writer
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The fate of a small child be it unknown.You dream about worlds you know exist, yet have never seen.The joyous laughter of hearts untainted and pure.Oh yield that uncertain dream you hold onto young one.And in time, let that dream grow to your hands and through your fingertips.For each moment we shared during our childhood was a lantern in the fog.A guidepost brightly leading you to your creative cause.And with each moment we draw breath to live, explore, and discover.The new lands and horizons, which spring up right before us.What path we knew not, had already been foretold.
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I feel like giving a short history on this story. This is a reminder of my past, because as a child I always wanted to be something else. My imagination ran wild as I told tales and stories as if I had done things no one else could. To this day, my path had been clear without me never knowing what I was. I was a writer, born with the ignited spirit to bring tales alive and into your hearts. As always, thank you for supporting me and helping me attain both of my goals.
May 27, 2020
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