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Aug 2016
As soon as her pen touched the page,
She could feel her ideas bursting at the seams.

So many intentions to sprout from one word,
So many patterns to draw out onto the page.

There was hesitation at first,
But she soon learned that it would all come to.

And so she wrote.
Nothing could stop her now.
anonymous poet
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