Protected Literary Soul
Restrained flow of ink expressed from a dusty pen,
to the faded paper creased like a wave in an angry sea,
tucked inside a tattered notebook,
closed until another bittersweet day when the golden sun will rise.
Minds eye reflects,
to the thoughts that travel through endless days,
until the pen reconnects with the delighted literary soul.
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