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As if the ink is screaming to kiss the paper
And the paper yearns for the scratch of the pen
And the pen wants to feel the grip of my fingers
And my fingers need to slide across the page
And the page is dying for the ink to seep into its soul
This urge consumes me
Until I feed it with my words
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You've seem to have had a fair few comments on this, so i wont say too much. you do seem to have strong consistency in your writing, however, and will read more when i have time.
i try not to plug my own writing in my comments to others on their work, but reading this i would suggest you read my "Tribute to the Process". thanks for sharing this. i really appreciate and understand it.
