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RE: Whispering Hope - +Forbidden Tales+ From Your Bright Future (#3)

in #story7 years ago (edited)

With the start of each stanza,
I could hear tin being hammered on an anvil —

I write the stories
I carve the truth
I spin the tales
I weave the legends
I share the stories
I live the stories
I sing the ballads
I dance my lines
I shout the stories
I write endlessly

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