as soon as you begin to write
from the bottom of your heart
fire arrives and you are inside
fire that engulfs your whole body
but you are never burned never
consumed by its hearth by its
illusions. And there you are
writing like you have never written
before. Words follow you and you
do not catch them, they catch you.
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