My mind is the paper,
my thoughts the ink.
Lyrical laughter spilling from my mouth as I taste the words,
trying them out.
Repeating them just to see.
Each syllable unlocking magical meaning.
A whole world inside my head,
encased in earnest verse.
Breathe life into words,
speaking giving birth.
It was said, spoken unto me,
I'm god, and I said let it be.
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