Bliss

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When the pen

Hits the paper's thin surface

Warmth passes through my body

As if, someone hugged me

And when words start to appear

Oh how my heart sings with glee

As the door opens

To another dimension

Another world

Where I rule

With nothing but a pen

And a piece of ...

Paper

A/N: This is what I truly feel... and I guess you do too....

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