A pen,
a pencil,
a blank piece of paper,
the mind and the heart,
the conjuring of the imagination,
the beautiful machinations,
the magic and the majesty of the heart and the minds works of art.
A pen,
a pencil,
a piece of paper,
how gloriously ideas they flow through you,
and these inspirations,
these hard fought works,
how wonderfully they bring such revelry,
and such delight in the mind and the heart,
and what a wondrous thing are these creations in words,
words that speak of escape, and travel, and fictional characters that come alive,
characters that come alive so well,
with the skill that hard work and effort,
and that a writer can impart,
oh, these glorious machinations,
but with which word should I start?

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