He wrote n wrote ..........
For someone or something .........
Never to ask or stop for anything .........
The care for feedback was never there .......
The fragility of the moment never felt ........
And now after so many words written ..........
He cannot think of anything else ..............
Feeling lost, trying to seek solace ..................
Trying to be comfortable in the absence of his identity ..............
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Very well composed... the last line sums up the feel of what's unsaid in the other lines.
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