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recycledfaery

i often play little games in my head

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You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you
Ray Bradbury

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Let me walk through the fields of paper touching with my wand dry stems
and stunted butterflies....

Denise Levertov

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One ought only to write when one leaves a piece of one's
own flesh in the inkpot, each time one dips one's pen

Leo Tolstoy

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How hard is it to escape from places. However carefully one goes they hold you.
You leave little bits of yourself fluttering on the fences...
little rags and shreds of your very life.

Katherine Mansfield
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart
William Wordsworth
Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself
Franz Kafka
Writing is both mask and unveiling
EB White

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