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Immortal.
Your heart beats
Through my pen. For if I
Wrote in pencil, I would
Be forced to erase each
Imperfection.
Which would leave me
With nothing but a
Blank page.
Through my pen. For if I
Wrote in pencil, I would
Be forced to erase each
Imperfection.
Which would leave me
With nothing but a
Blank page.
Published 26th Jan 2014
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26th Jan 2014 10:19pm
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