This Is Why I Write.
Often I wonder,
What compels me to write,
For whatever I put down,
Has only a slight chance of being read,
And then a slimmer chance of being remembered,
Until now I could not come up with a suitable reason,
But alas, i have discovered the truth as only I can see it.
I do not write so others can read,
I do not write so I will be remembered,
I do not write to put the educated in their place,
Nor to educate the unfortunate,
I write for myself,
I write to free my mind,
I write because if i didn't then the uncollected thoughts would be lost,
And thoughts never told are thoughts that have been thought in vain.
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