KEEP WRITING

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedThere's a torrent of rain on a cold window paneand I am writing, writing, writing...a thunderous stain on a page birthed of strainand I am writing, writing, writing -and my world won't exist by the time it is read;but some other hand born long after I'm deadwill pick up these words and read what I've said...so I am writing, writing, writing...always keep writing, writing, writinga reader is waitingkeep writing💖