This is me

Spoken words twisted and clumsy fall from my lips

In a corner of a crowded room flooded with continuous thought

did you notice?

As the music soothes me my body sways  a smile tilts my lips

No thoughts past the moment

did you see?

Ink stained fingertips words flowing

pages upon pages

I am content

This is me

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