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KP: With embellishment aborted, 
sidewalk and street talk wail from paper. 
Tears vividly seen because cursive one's don't wipe away. 
An intrinsic institution allergic to plagiarized allegiance, 
we're born and bred to bleed blue from womb, and the wound. 
Traits of our soul incarcerated in a pen case 
presenting selfies that speak volume without an impediment. 
Lingual masseuses with mischief marinating, depending on
which taste of epic we prefer. 
We write to pulverize color barriers because underneath the shell
tethered laughter is majority. Lumen repair technicians 
dimming differences, a cultural mend from cultured men
adjoined through their pen.
Siamese artistes with an umbilical transporting manna from our 
third eye to feed the famine.
Brother of mine, break bread with your pen

RL: I too do not wish to embellish
So I place my ear upon the sidewalk of discovery
For I wish to hear the colour of your steps
Our souls are meant to breathe upon paper
The fibres of the papyrus bleed into our convoluted minds 
as we give of our panicked moments
Ours is a calmed darkness
A mimicking hope
Yesterday flows over tomorrowed possibilities
as we attempt to rewrite answers to those questions never asked
Differences float above our commonality
So we choose to dive below the surface
For beneath our papered skin resides the hearts of free men
Paper converted by pen becomes flesh
The bond of brotherhood
Tethered between minds
Transported beyond societies  perceived differences
For we choose to anoint  our spirits in blue ink!

Thanks Keith for joining me in this creative adventure.
It is a pleasure to write with such a talented writer.

Written by: Keith Papyrus & Richard Lamoureux
September 25, 2015

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