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The way I write.. Nothing comes out of my mind, S

The way I write.. Nothing comes out of my mind, Still I spread my ink. On the white sheets which looks empty, Clearing away my void mind. The irony of the phrase, Takes away the ideas from the depths. Which feels lonely with its use, Not over the expression.
The way I write.. Nothing comes out of my mind, Still I spread my ink. On the white sheets which looks empty, Clearing away my void mind. The irony of the phrase, Takes away the ideas from the depths. Which feels lonely with its use, Not over the expression.
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Ananna Mondal

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