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On Words

My lips are pressed together and my tongue is silent. Except for the words flowing through my pen, my voice is unheard. Ears will not hear me, but eyes can listen. They listen to my paper after the ideas have passed. The words are still and will not perish from the page. Only in this […]

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When I write

When I pick up a piece of paper and begin to write I know something special is going to happen. It’s like picking up the telephone to call an old friend. In writing I’m calling upon my own thoughts and feelings. No one can do it for me. I have a sense of freedom and […]

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