You stood up one day and said,

Letters to myself

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There’s no quit in you. I’ve seen you fight off the impending spiral with words from ancient texts and visions brought to you in the middle of night. Never once did I doubt you. You rest and come back as if you never stepped away. You’ve laid brick by brick by brick. You’ve sweat. You’ve lost sleep. You’ve stepped out and let the world know you’re here and you’re not ever leaving until the…

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Jayne.Press

Jayne.Press

A writer and sensitive realist who takes risks with the intention of progress