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The colors are so divine, the writing just takes you to another place and time...
To be able to see with those set of eyes, it will always keep you alive.
I feel when it's just me.
My mind has never been this open before.
Thank you for blessing me with ink.
When I write my pen just sinks.
Like writing is my disease, and without it would be no me.
I have a problem with my words, but if I jumble them together I can share it with the world.
The thoughts start to formulate, and the volumes start to penetrate. This is my disease come comfort me.
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