Entry #13
Blue-inked Fingers
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Long Nights
Read a book, heard a song
Sitting on a chair, left with nothing to do
Let out a sigh, the night is long
Brought out a paper and a pen and started to write my thoughts
A single word became a phrase
And then came a wave of words
Nothing to do, with a pen in my hand
I started to write a verse
One, full of jolly vibes
Another, full of random stuffs
A melancholic one
And another, just to clear my mind
One word can bring back tons of feelings
One melody can bring back a thousand memories
A pen and a paper on my palm
I stopped, stared for a while
And let my hand speak for my mind
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