Here, staring at a blank page; it’s been a while. The temptation to give up is here but I know that I won’t give up — simply because I can’t. Some days the writing is cursed and won’t come out; other days it’s because I have nothing to say. Still, the pen has to move or the world will come to an end and the pen will move once more, proving that it is to…
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