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Pensync dropped in front of


Pensync dropped in front of people One by one they click open Click, click, click Pens that create Create letters, create words Pieces of written art form The release of thoughts From mind to hand to pen to page Pages and pages of free speech Pens running out of ink No ink cantor to refill Time to start putting down the quill New and old, stories are told Told through rhymes or free formed stanzas Pens sprawling ink into masterpieces Thoughts running wild, creativity being freed Pens that have stories to whw3what they wish
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