Occasionally when the muse strikes me, I will write. Sometimes I do short stories, sometimes I work on longer ones, but often I write poetry. These are two examples from my lunch break at work today. Feel free to contemplate their meaning to myself or to you, and discuss in the comments box.

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In my heart

I wrote the ending a million times.

In my mind

I wrote it one thousand.

In my journal

I wrote it four or five.

In my reality

It was written once

With heavy editing, not my own.

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A million ways to say hello

And one to say goodbye

A million ways to laugh and smile

And only one to cry.

*huggles*

Areala