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wildland_1250x450pxrecoveredI stayed up last night trying to think of something clever to write. I even tried writing with the lights off. I let the words in my mind light a fire in my soul, the conflagration was so great it lit up my mind I saw visions I had only imagined in my dreams.
The words poured forth, spilling from my mind like water from a jug. The words great and small filled line after line, page after page, volume after volume. Impossible you say! Nothing is impossible. Yet here I am and the only sentence I’ve written that means anything is Good Morning have a wonderful day.