What do you enjoy most about writing?
What stirs my soul in writing’s art
Is weaving truth and dream apart.
To blur the line, to bend the light—
A whispered fact, a fabled flight.
I lose myself in language deep,
Where silence stirs and shadows sleep.
With every word, I paint the gray,
And bring dead thoughts to bloom and sway.
Some find delight in what I spin,
While others glimpse the wrong within.
Through gentle prose, a lesson seeps—
A quiet truth the spirit keeps.
This craft, this haven, calls me home,
My quiet cure, my sacred tome.
In every line, I find my grace—
My refuge and my saving place.
The Writings of Felina Silver 
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