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Writing is not just a few words splattered across a canvas. They are words that came from our pen, that came from our brain, that started at our hearts. I dare you to read what you write. You will notice the amazing sub concious self expression contained in it. The love of writing is in every soul. Many of these souls neglect it and find it an inconvenience that they have to deal with. It is the absolute opposite. Through words you can portray; love, expression, power, happiness, sadness, excitement, fear, confusion, frustration, and all other sorts of un nameable feelings. Thats the great part about it, you can't explain what others feel. You can only feel the expression generated on paper (or in some cases a computer). Life is filled with oppurtunities that allow us to express ourselves. None of them are readily available every minute of the day. Let your love be preserved amongst your other thoughts. Preserve what you feel with a pen. Remember the power of the magnificant finger strokes available every minute of the day.
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