even before she writes, Part 2
let her words be,
right or wrong,
her writing,
grammar and syntax be damned,
let it all resonate,
let it reverberate,
let it tell a story,
a tall, long tale
of truths,
let it transcend,
all pain (well at least her pains)
and the chilling nights,
and the embrace of morning.
through her words, and through her writing,
her very unstructured, unorthodox, free verse writing,
there is no mourning...
no morning, and no mourning
this is the setting
and these are the unique circumstances
even before she writes...
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