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1d
With force my finger,
launches hardened type, pressing
ink into paper.

Pico font pleases
my wistful eye, but the "THWAK"
I hear is better.

With ink smudges and
type mistakes I'm reminded
that my life is real.
Written by
Skylark 12  56/M
(56/M)   
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   Gerry Sykes
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