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Words Sometimes they flow easily Like silk through your fingers Gliding onto the page with Passion and flare. Sometimes you must fight, Forcing the words out in a rough Scrabble. Scraping them from the Depths of your uncooperative mind. But once they are written, Spread beautifully across the page They shine, they glow, Imagination displayed, a vision described. Perfect. © Ally (13/07/03)

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