Written Grace
Perfect, crisp, paper
Ready to have inspirational words magicaly appear
So clean, so srtaight, so bright
My pen flows gracefully
Pouring out my soul into these characters
They come to life at the touch of a pen
Ready to live or die
I speak my voice into them
Now they can utter what they wish
I stare my eyes onto them
Their world is clear for the first time
I cry emotions into each one
So they bear feelings
I breathe air into them so they can inhale and exhale
Now they can smell every scent around them
I let my quill be the narrator
Deciding what their fates will become and endure
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