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Dead Talent

I've lost it - the talent that I used to have.

I am out of words, my mind is not working quite well.

All I can do now is watch and observe... and appreciate everything I see.

The beauty of the littlest thing - the littlest detail... But I couldn't write those details down anymore.

My mind is lost...this bore me.

and what makes it worst is this baloney of talk all around me.

I cannot relate.

It makes me go back to my own little world...the world that only I could understand.

I have with me this barrier that separates me from all the other primates.

It is always with me.

I cannot write well...I cannot communicate well...so what I do is just stay quiet and create my own world.

I do this by organizing all the tiniest detail that I see...or re-organizing them in my mind...everything.

...and with this...I am contented.
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