Monday, April 25, 2016

Letter Nine

I do not know why I continue to write.


 I do not know who I am writing to. I do not know who I am writing to. I do not know who I am writing to. I do not know who I am writing to. I do not know who I am writing to. I do not know who I am writing to. I do not know who I am writing to. I do not know who I am writing to. I do not know who I am writing to. I do not know who I am writing to. I do not know who I am writing to. I do not know who I am writing to.I do not know who I am writing to. I do not know who I am writing to. I do not know who I am writing to. I do not know who I am writing to.


Why do I write? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?


I have no visitors. I have no one to care for me except the people in my head, long gone from this earthly world. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk.  They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk. They don't talk.

Why do I continue to write?

Anh

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