Diary

Once I filled pages with my thoughts

Daily, weekly, when required

The pen ripped through several pages

On more than one occasion

 

Once my space was disturbed

My thoughts did not adjust to the change,

but my pen did

 

Oh how carefully you write for a third party

 

 

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