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The power of discovering written words. |
| Running from pen... Leaving black streaks On white surface... Forming something... What was it? What came from These hands, who Only tried to see What a pen could Do? What did this Mean? How did These strange Shapes appear? What were you Supposed to do With them? Why Could a pen do These things? Yet, there was A new art that Lay on that White surface. It meant some- Thing. And Suddenly, it Led to a whole New world. A World that meant Everything, our Impending future. |