In the depths of the abstruse pages
A quill transcribes fathomless thought
Feathered ideas guilelessly tethered to
Existence with a black ink onslaught
The same plume that once lifted its own maker
To heights undreamed of on the ground
Disembogues reflections of speculations
On white pages that are now confound
A blank slate now full of words
From those who have come before
leaves us to cipher fact from fiction
At the confluence of winged lure
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