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I see ink spilled on my hands Twirled in the last

I see ink spilled on my hands Twirled in the last dark water, To speak the morning with your voice, Lines of my poetry Twirled by the three words of the wind, To speak for beauty with my spirit bound. Pic credit: me #wc6linepoetry
I see ink spilled on my hands Twirled in the last dark water, To speak the morning with your voice, Lines of my poetry Twirled by the three words of the wind, To speak for beauty with my spirit bound. Pic credit: me #wc6linepoetry
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