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I have so much to share

It was something about the way i am misunderstood and underestimated

I wish I could just stick some alarm on the top of my car when inspiration strikes

Always seems like my hands are occupied when I don’t want to forget the way i want to write something

Its like this delicate and find tuned eloquence

Just threatening to disappear

And with this siren I could be allowed to pull over wherever I am and jot down the idea without interference

“Writer being inspired, go around and no tickets”

Well for now I’ll use this as a reminder and

If anything this is something by itself