The Selfish Scribe

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  1. Dear Tony Yang Sir, the spirit of writing wakes up when confronted with love, when ignited by passion, when torn apart by atrocities, when wounded by the ways of the world. Though the mammoth task of changing the world and humanity rests with the harsh world itself, and not in the hands of the scribe, the pen keeps on moving selflessly, maybe selfishly and relentlessly, that even a small change brought about would mean that all did not go waste.

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