A pencil traces across a sheet of paper,
Creating lines, and curves,
Zigzags, and swirls.
Soon the lines will connect,
Forming images,
Sketches, and words.
Within these lines,
People,
Creatures, poetry,
Songs, and landscapes,
Will be conjured.
Within these lines,
There will be hope,
And sadness.
Humor,
And belief.
A pencil traces across a sheet of paper,
Creating life,
And Death,
And everything in between.
Creating lines, and curves,
Zigzags, and swirls.
Soon the lines will connect,
Forming images,
Sketches, and words.
Within these lines,
People,
Creatures, poetry,
Songs, and landscapes,
Will be conjured.
Within these lines,
There will be hope,
And sadness.
Humor,
And belief.
A pencil traces across a sheet of paper,
Creating life,
And Death,
And everything in between.
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