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I keep adding stuff to my list of things to read. Hoping that one of them will be "the one"; the key that unlocks it all. When I read it I will become a creative machine. Works will pour from me, like rays from the sun. I will never need to read anything again. I will be full. My well of inspiration will never run dry. Of course, that will never happen. So I just keep adding things to the list, instead of making something.