The ink split,pen flow to blow pages lines away but dot-tots lines of pages wonder where does it goes writers read by keeps on turning pages.

I write with intrepid cause I turn to be tame with the writes I write in the books.

I turn pages while days keeps turning,day by day, night by night my hand pact with pen and page to flow to read to turn more pages

I write on more pages,writers reading but get surprised by reading without an end cause pages were turning but pages turning........