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A poem that expresses my feelings about writing. |
| As I touch my pen to paper I stand with my mind I write a sentence of laughter It is one of a kind The paper begins to fill My ink tells the story Of another world And another persons glory With care the tale continues Feeling each passing word Sadness may flow freely I find my vision blurred Now my story is at its end My book tells it all How the hero never dies And the evil will always fall |