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My Ink... Well one of them .. The Poet casts his words deep in the dark, and ponders whether anyone will hark, unto his heart which pours out on the page, and beats as though to flee its osseous cage, Words red ans blood and sweet as vintage wine, bleed forth into the blankness of his mind, concepts and ideas both spark and sputter, his Muse, hid in the depths, begins to mutter, as in his Poem Forge the Poet toils, And Poem smoke around him writhes and coils...

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