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Jan 2015
my pen was always in my fingers
scribbling the latest tear
drawing the newest fascination
creating feelings on paper
I was never good at talking
but writing came easy
each word danced its way onto the paper
each sentence a new adventure
never knowing where I'd end
just knowing I'd get there
pen in hand
paper covered in emotions and experiences
Jenna Luginbill
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Jenna Luginbill
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