Pencil.

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If I let my pencil drop
My mind will burst
Never will I stop
It's for these words I thirst
My thoughts are so loud
I must write them down
Or my mind will cloud
I'll start to drown
My pencil will stay moving
Or I'll loose my mind
It's sanity I'm gaining
With these words that rhymed

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