Fiction/Fact

Words run fast
When the mind is full,
Words trickle from
A waterfall when
Worlds can be made.

Yet when you have
To state what you know,
Be limited to what is
Real. Words run slow.
Like placing a brick
On a straw bridge,
Short spurts of success
That fail to last.

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