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Thought provoking words upon the pages, Stirring feelings that will stay throughout the ages. Be it a story, a book, or poetry my words create a motion, Which stirs for you a notion in your mind. My ink spills upon the page, As I tell of happiness and rage. Imagination rules my day, As I write for you a winning play. Awards and money would be a bonus-plus, But rave reviews are a must. I love to write and tell of dreams, I love to tell of all those things. My ink will never dry, My quill will never shy, Now my words upon this paper They will never die.
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