Tongue tied in knots

She draws a thin line across the page

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Asking, for creation's ink to flow freely

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Another line -------------------------

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Mystery sinks to her depths

Ravens fly, a pair, calling -------------

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Song becomes her fingertips 

She forgets ----------------------------

A moments rest -----------------------

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Her eyes lift softly as her quill lays down to flat

 

 

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