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Pen to the paper

Lines that I scribble

Fall slowly, my mind

Starting to dribble

A trickle of ink

A blotch full of letters

That turn into words

Somehow much better

Than leaving the paper

Barren and white

This is my legacy

At the end of the night


Writing Prompt: Scribbles and Dribbles – Day 27/31

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