From whispered breath to ink upon the page,
A fragile seed in time's vast pilgrimage,
Pen's travel, a winding, ancient trail,
Where heart and mind, in woven stories sail.
First, spoken words, on tongues of fire bright,
Passed down through ages in the fading light,
A bard's lone voice, a rhythm in the air,
A tapestry of tales, beyond compare.
Then, written script,...
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