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Jul 2019
Thoughts come in many shades
Painting your head with
Blues, purples, and yellows
Allow those thoughts
To run out your pen
Ink filling the dips of the page
Swirling into elegant letters
That my friend,
Is how to be a writer
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unnamed  AlagaΓ«sia
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