Humble Writer
A poem.

I am a conduit Not the creator. The calm of I am.
I type out words While listening with my eyes. I wait impatiently To midwife ideas.
I dive deep Waiting to be swept up by Common currents of Humanity.
Muse of my mind I will honor your speed. Clothe thoughts in words Dress characters in conversation.
Out of my control I submit to Enduring the Clanging silence now.
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