My Words
My Words
Miracle Man
1/13/2025
This writers thoughts
are word embryos waiting to be delivered.
Born as a whisper, they’re nourished
by sight, voice, or as ink on a sheet of paper.
Some have long lives, while others stagnate,
having served no purpose beyond occupying
this writer’s time.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2025
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