The pen soars
leaps
flies
across the page
dancing against the paper
creating lines
curves
letters
words form
spun from the thin, golden thread of imagination.
The pen twirls
twists
words and realities flowing through my body
using a pen to channel my creations
using paper as my trustworthy canvas
writing is an art;
we escape from the fearsome world of reality
into the safe havens of our own
we are trapeze artists
swinging and gliding
twisting and streaking
illuminating paths into other worlds that we never even realized existed
we are silhouettes of millions of possibilities
reflections of the beautiful chaos of our imagination
giving endlessly to boundless worlds
creating what was seen as the impossible
but is now viewed as endless possibilities
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