Words on a page,
That's all they are,
You can tell a story,
Like never before,
Life, true love and sadness,
But yet all so true,
Binded by one,
To tell the truth,
A pencil to paper,
To write it all,
Detail after detail,
To explain all but one,
A mind free to expand,
Yet never can it miss,
What it does not hold,
Only the words can be told,
By the one who holds them all,
And free they will be,
One day for all who will see,
A story it shall be,
But to whom,
It may concern,
We shall never know.
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