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  • Writer's pictureShane

Etchings

words......


splash onto paper in patterns and rhyme

escaping the clock

slipping through time


following free as the pen points the way

to what my shy heart

always wanted to say


when treasure needs finding, a voice can delay it

my hand takes a pencil

and together they say it


it listens in ways that hearing cannot

can capture a smile

and etch it in thought


don't judge it on surface, let something emerge

for those who trust in it

lies more than just


words.....

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