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I am in love with the hush of blank pages.
I am in love with the hush of blank pages, The sweet siren song of white space– Waiting for imprints of thoughts leaving traces Like jet trails and sea glass and a laugh-wrinkled face.
I am in love with the hush of blank pages, The sweet siren song of white space– Waiting for imprints of thoughts leaving traces Like jet trails and sea glass and a laugh-wrinkled face.
