Purpose (MidnightPoet)

When you sit and write with a purpose already implanted in your mind you draw a blank.  A wall is erected to prevent you from fufilling your predetermined purpose.

But when you let the words fluidly travel through your mind and from your mind you must not block or filter the words or throughts because your piece won't be true, to yourself and to others. 

The raw, unfiltered thoughts are usually the ones that makes something magnificent and renowned.

The End

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