I don't know what it is that makes me excited,
or happy,
or sad.
I just do.
and it comes out in words,
so many words.
I put them down on paper.
but they appear from someone
else's point of view.
a horror story,
action,
thriller,
romance.
and i look at all i have done,
all i have created.
and i think to myself,
who am I?
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