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Threads of Inspiration
 
Capturing the essence
Of that inner spark
Is a precarious task at best
For only the soul
Knows what it knows
In that silent, dark recess.
Gossamer strands,
Wisps of thought,
The echoes of a dream...
Fragile threads of wonder
Flow across the paper
In a fluent,
Endless stream.

By sassyone

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