Ink On Paper

 Ink on paper, oh what a sight

A dance of words, black on white

From quill to pen, the strokes remain

A tale of joy, or one of pain

The ink flows freely, without a care

Creating worlds, beyond compare

The poet's heart, the writer's soul

Their passions on the page unroll

A canvas blank, now full of life

A tale begun, a story rife

A symphony of words and thought

Emotions written, beautifully caught

Ink on paper, a story to tell

A beautiful journey, a magical spell

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