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Writing was never my forte until I realized,

I wanted to write.

There is a need of it.

A form of hunger and thirst of it.

Soul food.

Though it's unfolding is no overnight ease.

It's usually slow.

I still fail, bits and pieces.

But the willingness to learn is always there.

The inevitable criticism paired with every story I write.

My past has plenty of stories I chose not to keep anymore.

If most often, I would write about feelings.

Or of inspiration.

Or how corny love is.

Or to whom I am sharing mine.

Or be selfish and write about me.

There is much randomness here.

Sometimes with no sense at all.

Yet, I'm hopeful you may find something worth reading.