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After writing that last sentence, I put my pen down and stare down at the endless sheets of paper filled with my heart and soul.

"This is my story."

As authors, we turn our wounds to words. Instead of blood, we bleed letters and words of stories from our fingertips. We stain these pages with our words because sometimes, it's the only way we can catch our breath. Because sometimes the blood - the letters and words - fills our lungs until we can't breathe. So, we write. We tell the stories buried in the graveyards of our minds. We tell the stories that, without our blood, would stay dead.

I am an author, and this is my blood.

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