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I never wanted to be writer, but you no longer craved my deepest affections, so I melted them down into black ink and pressed them against an inviting skin of paper.
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Oct 1, 2015
Oct 1, 2015 at 12:25 PM UTC
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I never wanted to be writer, but you no longer craved my deepest affections, so I melted them down into black ink and pressed them against an inviting skin of paper.
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Oct 1, 2015
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