"Maybe when something stops, something lost in us can be heard."
- Jack Gilbert from poem, A Ghost sings, a door opens.
If you discover sounds of dissonance and distress - Stop. Write into the silence.
Follow as daylight blends into twilight. Write how darkness prevails.
Alter a memory to find what feels lost. Rediscover its essence.
When the lost appears, let emptiness reveal itself.
Write into renewal.
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