An indirect quote...

The moment you find yourself

becoming swayed by the critics,

You're finished.

Throw it all away.//

The moment a critic even

enters your head.

They're as bad as form,

but only if you abide by them.//

I don't want to be rated by numbers;

Words explain words.

Reactions, and when they walk away

without them.//

I have to stop,

There's too many people around me,

Wasting theirs.

Words, that is.

The End

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