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My twist quest to find my dear

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At dawn, with no lingering gesture, 

I will dash off to find thee, 

In an early voyage. 

Though no food nor water, 

But I do not mind. 

 

At noon, with no lingering gesture, 

I will pace off and find thee, 

Though a failure I was at dawn, 

But I will not mind. 
At dusk, with no lingering gesture, 

I will run to find thee, 

Though, thorns on ground, 

But I will not mind. 
In my circle, they asked,

“Thee” that ye finds, will ye find thee? 

“Why search for such a dear?”

In my circle, I addressed, 

“That special one, keeps me beating”

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I am ken by name and I have always lived beside my pen, when I look in my mirror, he stares right back at me, in my sleep i dream of him, in my environment only i see him. He is everywhere i go, then i realized that he is part of me. For a while now we have passed on messages to the world through poetry. I wouldn't want to swap for another instrument because my pen is my friend.

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