Drowning Quill **Open To Suggestions**
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"As we graze our hands, over to the laying quill.
Gently grabbed it, dipped it into ink.
As silent as possible, the quill struggles.
Wanting rip itself away from us,
To try to breathe.
But we won't let it.
Held it down for a little while longer.
Before pulling it out of it's misery.
And wipe it on paper."
A collection of peoms
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