I release the words that tell of my thoughts onto an empty white space. I watch as the different shapes, the circles, the lines across, and up and down flow together to form these words. They magically transform into my sorrows, my joys; my future, my past and the present I now live. They reveal who I am and who I long to be in a way my thoughts alone never could. These shapes; the circles and lines alone are just shapes but drawn together they become the story of me.
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