The thought behind every word in a book, novel, poem, and everything in between is incredible.
You must be precise, you must keep an even flow even with all these thoughts flying at you.
You must maintain order, structure, and ultimately, patience.
Though your work may not be appreciated at it’s core, the words are universal, they can be perceived any way imaginable.
That means the possibilities are endless.
But it’s only when it’s understood at it’s core, may you feel the emotions of the author.
And that, that can sometimes be the most saddening or the most joyous feeling.
You just never know how you’re going to feel.
Sometimes it’s better to not know at all.
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reason I hate English class.
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angelarawr said:
same thing with art, right?
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