Words were pouring out from the heart
But the mind did refining at its best,
So the page was left blank.
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PoetryAnd I picked up my quill and let my thoughts and feelings dive deep in the ocean of poetry. ~All rights are reserved.
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Words were pouring out from the heart
But the mind did refining at its best,
So the page was left blank.
