Within the pen and paper lies the unknown.
Only when they blend together a picture is shown.
But what about the parts of my mind,
And the parts of my heart,
That'll I'll never find.
For the wind and rain are sometimes parted,
And thus Thoughts are UnCharted.
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PoetryWithin the pen and paper lies the unknown. Only when they blend together a picture is shown. But what about the parts of my mind, And the parts of my heart, That'll I'll never find. For the wind and rain are sometimes parted, And thus Thoughts...
