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A Writer Cut in Two Like a Pencil
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They saw him as an equal because
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he wasn't; he was above them because
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of his variation of social problems, such as
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slurred speech—but that didn't stop him from
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seeing all as normal and unique as he was,
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however the two could be combined—
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He was blind. Couldn't physically see, but
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that was the extent of his disability. Him and
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them weren't combination, because  they were
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jealous of him, of his brilliant eccentricity, the
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way he could communicate who people were
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and how they felt about life—
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Once again he was cut off, when they decided
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to snap his walking stick, crush his hands,
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sting his dog's eyes with pepper spray—
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He was fine with this, because they gave him
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something to write about, making him harder for
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them to grasp, to only
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awe, wanting him to go on. Except that wasn't
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true, about him being okay with everything.
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He couldn't go on. Didn't. It was hard now that
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they had broken his fingers. He couldn't
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read anymore
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into these savage-crazed lunatics. Normally he'd
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write about them. But not anymore.
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2 Aug 08

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may your pen always flow with readings in which we get to know your very soul -- you've a mastery of the descriptive contrasting form in which you take the lowly norm and raise it to a new way to see, in verity -- well writ and I'm listening
 — AlchemiA

thanks AlchemiA. it's always good to know you paid a visit.
 — listen

i like the kind of character you depict here
for some parallels/similarities i can relate to.

thank you for stuff like this.
: )
 — fractalcore

thanks Fractalcore. good to see you.
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