Passion

It’s neat to look back at old poems before they were fully crafted into the final, flawless product. The handwriting is messy and there are things scribbled out all over the page. There are doodles from brainstorming sessions. The pages are ripped and crinkled and folded over. They are my thoughts in the most raw form. They are the art of a process.

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