'Am I written? '
The young writer
Inquisitively asked himself in his vision,
Soon someone whispered to him from within,
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What He writes! It is indelible inks, but who can see or read it? !
We do a lot of scribbling before we get a sense of what is really written.
We never know our own fate. The same with the course of our life. A thought provoking and interesting write.
Mysterious write as your other poems, very hard to get the meaning.