I Write And Write/ What Else Is There For Me But Writing
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Shalom Freedman
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I write and write
What else is there for me but writing?
But writing will not save me
It will not make me young again
It will not erase the mistakes I have made
It will not give me the love and happiness I want
I write and write
What else is there for me but writing?
I write and write
And my life goes by as if it itself does not understand
Why the time has almost run out
And I have not done
And I will never do
Even in writing
What I hoped to do.
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