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A stab at poetry


I can feel the weight of it all closing in on me.The walls, the pressure, it’s all consuming. I close my eyes, so that I can see. The release is not meant to be. I wish that I was where I was meant to be. So sweet the sound of that melody. Waves of responsibility roll over me. What would it be like to be free?

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About Todd Fuller

After a really long search, I found work that I feel is more relevant to my degree--technical writing. While it's not what I initially envisioned doing, it's actually been very enjoyable and rewarding work. I guess I feel like there is still more out there to do, so I've decided I will try the whole blogging thing again and resurrect this site. If anyone's still out there, enjoy and feel free to comment.

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