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Sometimes, when you're writing a poem - or a story - your brain gets fixated on a specific point.

If you try so hard to make it perfect, then you'll never make any progress.

Just force yourself to get something down on the paper, and tidy it up later!

Another way to think about it is this: if you keep your pen in the same spot for too long,

you'll just get a big dark puddle of ink. So just move your hand, and go with the flow!

An old tale tells of a lady who wanders Earth.



And here I am,

a feather

Lost adrift the sky, victim of the currents of the wind.

Day after day, I search.

I search with little hope, knowing legends don't exist.

But when all else has failed me,

When all others have turned away,

The legend is all that remains – the last dim star glimmering in the twilit sky.

Until one day, the wind ceases to blow.

I fall.

And I fall and fall, and fall even more.

Gentle as a feather.

A dry quill, expressionless.

But a hand catches me, between the thumb and forefinger.

The hand of a beautiful lady.

I look at her eyes and find no end to her gaze.

The Lady who Knows Everything knows what I am thinking.

Before I can speak, she responds in a hollow voice.

"I have found every answer, all of which amount to nothing.

There is no meaning.

There is no purpose.

And we seek only the impossible.

I am not your legend.

Your legend does not exist."

And with a breath, she blows me back afloat, and I pick up a gust of wind.





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