Independence without a label 

No publisher nonsense here

No ghosts to write my words or edit them in haste so as not to generate fear

My words are yours, dear reader, only your opinions of them are what matters and they remain unclear 

Tonight my thoughts are clouded, the words fail to come, frustrating to a high degree makes me feel so dumb

Put down my pen, close my notebook, turn off my pad and sit, reach over and pick up a better book, one I think my mood shall fit. 

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