Because I burned hot in my youth.
I spent every moment of my life considering what I thought, what she thought, what he thought. What did it all mean? I drove myself to the end of of pages to find a meaningful way to say that I might not ever understand myself, let alone you. 20 years of that turned me off to poetry in the same way that 20 years of writing code turns a programmer into a poet.
Cool Story I Hope I Find The Answers I Want Sometime In My Life.
I'm told that the answers are there for those who seek them. The answers I found may well have been trained by my starting point. It is my most sincere hope that you find a better end than I have. Not that I think I've found my end by any means.
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