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My vision

I face the pages of the book i write
The words they fall from my mind to the page
The pen it start i can not stop each word it falls when will it stop
Chapter by chapter , page by page
It all starts to fall in to place
The picture it forms in my mind but how do i start to put it down
Each picture , each frame i start to live
A dream i live and start to give
From vision to page i can not stop
I have ran out of ink i don’t have a drop

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