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There is this thing that happens when I write The words The lines Which become eventually stanzas Oh beautiful stanzas Ink that gives life Life to my thoughts Thoughts I can never show Thoughts the never show Thoughts that are never seen I see beauty in writing It elevates my lips Gives me smiles Writing with no restrictions Man I love me some poetic license Its like a little world made , made just for me Without rules , Without critics , Without heartbreaks , Without disappointments, Just to be free , As long as I have ink and black sheets Just write , write .... I will write I have found a friend in a pen ... friend

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