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. Ah, but do you want to know my secret? I draw with cold and unbeautiful silver, & it comes out red. … Magic? Oh?  You want to hear a story? I wanted to write exactly how I felt, But I left the page,                         b l a n k.      And I couldn’t have described,                     It any better,                 than that. .
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 3:05 PM UTC
And in my rotten notebook;
. Ah, but do you want to know my secret? I draw with cold and unbeautiful silver, & it comes out red. … Magic? Oh?  You want to hear a story? I wanted to write exactly how I felt, But I left the page,                         b l a n k.      And I couldn’t have described,                     It any better,                 than that. .
I found this in the lost pages of my rotted notebook, thought it might find a place to belong here now. © copywrited.
Skaidrum
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 3:05 PM UTC
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