Copypat, this was amusing. Albeit, it has some of the same connotations as others of the past. Although, this has the added element of an untold narrative. Yet since everything a writer scribes about emanates from oneself essentially though the intermingling of their thoughts, emotions, and insights. Then a writer can then decide to release this internal energetic build up, and brand it a personal account. While true to a degree, it becomes an easy way out. Albeit, the agonizing tumult is still another fulcrum you explored, it still felt a bit foreseeable, a undevoted bromide you conjured masquerading as an apogee, which is composed of particles of the untold story you possess.
Deadman: I liked it, it had straightforward images and metaphors. It flowed nicely, and the material was absorbed into my cells as readily as drinking a glass of water. And though my cells run for H20, they do thirst for some other nectar. Thus, I still felt there was something absent. Perhaps, material more autochthonous rather than inspired by everyday forces, something with more gargantuan depth and message in terms of the reader's envelopment.
Vote: Deadman
Thank you both.
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