"The synthetic ink"
Every time I hold my ink,
I communicate with my experience
of realistic tendency to soak deeply,
The ideal of a noble orator.
The ink,
It has inspirations
Idealistic motivation,
It reminded me of a future to motion.
As long as I hold my ink
It enjoins me on a vision
That can only be explained by himself; (deep thoughts)
In the narrow shadow of the ink that blink.
Oluwaseyi(now propheticpen)
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