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I Won'T Stop

I won't stop I Let the ink Keep falling Not until hearts Shiver with joy It can't stop Coming on me As she speaks To me I won't stop How can I stop writing When there is a lot To draw with words As I sing my songs Of freedom Souls heal from a Wound With words So simple Yet rare in Observation I won't stop I can't stop Writing till their is No injustice to Morn about in my Time Can't stop writing Till all set are done Is all for shame When we live with an ignored scorn On our door steps I won't stop When all it takes Is what is To attain what It is For this Pen cant hands off My long fingers Till a last Breath of joy Is gone to the unknown I won't stop

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