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Apr 2017
Ink crawling on aged paper
With tales and stories able to
Take you away from this
Problematic world.

Under your fingerprint lies the
Feel of countless emotions and ideas
Blessed by imagination.

Sweet aroma fills your lungs with a
Breath of crisp pages and
Sacred smoke from an eternal flame of inspiration.

Stains from shed tears caused by
Moments of bittersweet.

United as one with the names
Printed on a page.

Are their emotions mine too?
For they have become a
Key to a door of escape -

Escape from reality.
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