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Eternal Quill
In shadows cast by the quill's soft glow,
A muse emerged, a dance to bestow.
Whispers of inspiration, a gentle fire,
Ignited by the one who stoked my desire.
Their words, a symphony, a melodic stream,
Ink spilled on...
A muse emerged, a dance to bestow.
Whispers of inspiration, a gentle fire,
Ignited by the one who stoked my desire.
Their words, a symphony, a melodic stream,
Ink spilled on...
