Void of Literature
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Huling na-publish Sun, Mar 29, 2026
And so the pencil
Comes before the lovely waltz
Of the poet's page.
Hello everyone!! I've been taking quite the interest in poetry lately, although I have yet to find my main structure(which, I mainly use Haikus), I'll be scratching my brain on my lone table-wondering how a few words can reveal a whole saga.
I present you, Void of Literature!
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