i am back

hi mm well yes i am back, did i leave ? no took a rest mm no , the truth been know my writing soul, just went i was thinking it would never come back but tonight it did, good job it was feeling kind of funny not having this what do i call it another being no me a hand from  the spirit world  my crazy mind whatever not being there;it been there since i was 12 years old'  it went  when your use to it being there and its gone  and you looking everywhere in your mind and all  those rooms fill with dust (must Hoover in them sometimes)mmm yes a question to ask myself when does a poem become a song or when does a song become a poem. to me i am a word smith  like a black smile but with out any of the hot fire and all the horse  muck smelly. well i am back yes back to my crazy mind and half the things i write are not about me i was ask this years ago  hey did that happen to you  no. i try and walk in another person shoes yes none of us are perfect  we can only  try its like if you thrown a pebbles out in the middle of a lake  all the circles it make  and we touch  even if one one we touch  till  we touch the hole world, good wring people hugs you all  

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Hello, good to see you and glad you didn't disappear.

 

Welcome back!