Do you know how it feels
When your spirit soars?
You do?
Good
Then you’ve probably written before
This isn’t some crackpot theory
Or unscrupulous form of chicanery
You can go anywhere
Do anything
Know what it’s like
To be alive
A vibrant dreamscape awaits
This private universe inside
Come
Join me now
Let yourself go
You are always welcome
Always cherished
And your words mean something here
Why would you
Even for a second
Think of going away
Leaving the fruits of your labor
To die on the vine
This kingdom
Built of dreams
Unlike any other
Abandoned
Falling back into the void
From whence it came
Do not cower from destiny
There are no mistakes here
Evolve
As other creatures have
In this vivid, wondrous land
If you’re worried
About being yourself
Swallow your fear
For you are your words
And your words are you
Together
Inseparable
One
The world wants to know you
Not some rehashed tale
Or soulless tripe
Churned out
By the ivory towers
And paper mills
Of the northeast
Your readers love you
Because you are you
Unique
Real
Someone they can relate to
You are their hope
For better things to come
Validation
That the human soul exists
Let your voice
Desires
Dreams
Be heard
This is your world
Share it with others
In turn
They will gladly share theirs
Go forth
But be quick about it
Come back soon
So that we can hear about
All you’ve discovered
And revel
In this timeless celebration
Of the human spirit
Known as writing
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