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Your Name
I say it doesn’t matter
Not to slip on a writer’s blazer
And compose a poem in your name
Yet always, teardrops stain the paper
The quill finds its way between my fingers
And thoughts wander back to your name
Not to slip on a writer’s blazer
And compose a poem in your name
Yet always, teardrops stain the paper
The quill finds its way between my fingers
And thoughts wander back to your name
Published 5th Apr 2025
| Edited 6th Apr 2025
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