Escape From the World

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This is my escape from the world.
I vision nothing,
but the remnant of my pen
gliding along the page
creating ribbons of harmony, in ink.
I hear nothing through my ears
but my hand drifting across paper.
It sounds of crashing waves.
My mind is a beach.
Pouring out.
Mind to arm.
Arm to hand.
Hand to pen.
Pen to paper.
My escape from the world.





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