Entering Ink
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Incessant creations arriving one after another,
sequences of events flowing in orders of their
own.
No one able to dictate which direction to go
or exit.
Happiness filtering through innate creativity
from the soul, entering ink in a pen, etching
beautiful thoughts on papers, blank in a book.
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