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[aid] => mick
[title] => Writing Ellipsis
[time] => 2018-08-06 07:52:52
[hometext] => life interrupting
[bodytext] => I came here intending to write
but my heart isn/'/t in it.
I try to sing, I try to dance
but my heart isn/'/t in it.
I once had a muse ...
we don/'/t communicate any more.
My muse started speaking another language
or something ... it/'/s hard to say.
We no longer communicate.
It seems my language changed too.
I seem to speak only ellipsis these days ...
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