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Oct 2015
Luminous starshine drips
from the sky and
cascades freely toward
the mundane world
and
,with no hesitation,
ceaselessly pours enchanting
inspiration into the
empty wasteland that
is
my ink pen.
I've been at a writers block and this is all I've managed to bleed out as of right now.
Lakin
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Lakin  25/where flowers grow
(25/where flowers grow)   
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