I Follow Tears

I follow tears.  Glistening eyes, quivering lips, red rising on cheeks. Clues on a path to story. A big, black circle on the map to the heart. 

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The Tears I Never Cried.

Last week, I sat down at my keypad and within 30 minutes of typing and erasing, I quit and walked away from my attempts to write.

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