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What usually glides with easy when i put pen to paper becomes viscid as my vision blurs My pen can glide no more It blots It blots all over the chapter As i write Trying to right my wrongs
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Oct 28, 2016
Oct 28, 2016 at 10:37 PM UTC
4 :35 am
What usually glides with easy when i put pen to paper becomes viscid as my vision blurs My pen can glide no more It blots It blots all over the chapter As i write Trying to right my wrongs
katli
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Oct 28, 2016
Oct 28, 2016 at 10:37 PM UTC
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