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Dear Scrittura:

For long have I been writing as a deranged wraith.
For long have I toiled to embalm my carcass.
For long have I persevered toward genuine expression.
Literature is my solace from the existential pandemonium that renders the normality of my life pathological.
The Styx is my room, and its silt, my escritoire.
Verily, I am cynical; such is my writing.
My manuscripts are my crimes; their…




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