On Writing – 55 words

My mind runs like a hungry cheetah, while my hand struggles to keep up. During this struggle, some words slip and fall through the pages. My mind is too busy running to catch them.

A hundred thoughts, a million directions, one hand trying to grasp it all all and hold it on one single page.

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