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Ghostwriter.....

As I sit here and type these words that fall from sky like rain on a very cloudy day....I write them to you. Looking out on the upper east side, wishing my life was better than yours, thinking maybe it is in retrospect....I let the music consume me...and thats how you become a ghostwriter. Simple verses simple thoughts, simple things, simple life thats what a life of a ghostwriter wants to be. No worries ( major ones anyway) and no regrets I think im halfway there so what to do i now? I close my eyes wishing from an escape of this clear but far fro nonchalant world wishin that this melancholy feeling would last forever. These are a confessions of a ghostwriter. (PT1).....

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