Finger Walking
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James McLain
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Finger walking around the prostrate so neat,
A tap of words in rhythm complete.
Thoughts unfurl in a digital trance,
Penitrating tales with each quick advance.
Through the virtual realm, finger's roam,
Exploding sensations, finding a home.
Ideas flow freely, a boundless stream,
Finger walking, crafting dreams.
Tap by tap, the feelings unfold,
In the world of words, a magic to behold.
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