The boy says to the girl every time I see you are reading or writing
She tells him, I read for hope
I read out of love
In hopes to know love
I write for clarity
In hopes to breathe an internal sigh of relief
I read to be flooded by someone else life
In hopes of forgetting
I write, to read, for truth for the strength to look ahead
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A memoir
He nods but she knows he doesn't understand
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very good reason indeed to write, for hope and love nicely expressed