When I Write I Know

A Person Supporting [donald]trump Likes Trump. And I Think They Would Say The Same About Me.

Why Were We Put Here, So Inclined To Love, When End Of Our Story = Death? That Harsh. That Cruel. Do Not Like.

I Am Always Considering The Reader. Although This Is Admittedly Kind Of Odd: Which Reader? On What Day? In What Mood? For Me, That "reader" Is Actually Just Me, If I Had Never Read The Story Before.

Goodbye. I'm Leaving Because I'm Bored.

Even The Written History [of Abraham Lincoln's Times] Is Poorly Understood By Most People.