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The Pencil
May 7, 2013
When I write I feel;
I feel emotions
waiting to come out,
eager to touch the
page my pencil feels.
One by one, pages
write themselves as if
my pencil has a
mind to understand
as it writes a page
of my emotions.
The more I write, my
pencil shrinks and all
my thoughts disappear,
all my pencil leaves
are pages of our
thoughts. As if my friend,
and dear pencil
had a mind to write
and understand what
it is feeling, and
what I am feeling.
© Anonymous
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