Why I write
I would write with invisible ink
over and over and over again
until there was no room left
and the soul was stained with it
if I could write on soul
I would write of all the feelings felt
of the unspoken things
that should have been said
of stories lost in time
and merriment that was intwined
if I could write on soul
I would write for all my life
until everyone realized
it was the soul that tethered us all
and there was only one after all
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