Dear Reader
For whom do I write?
You, the reader, or me, the writer?
I write to write what I write,
because writing writes me, but
the words I write are for you,
Dear Reader.
Why do the words come to me
when I write? That’s the mystery
of writing no one can explain,
and yet a writer writes all the same,
because writing is his game, and
the winner is always you,
Dear Reader.
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