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For lack of words

“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.” – Ernest Hemingway

Today the words have melded together like a welded array of metals, dried into a clump of mis-matched confusion that cannot be pulled apart enough to make individual sense of. For now, I think I will sleep.

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