Wisdom’s words run deep;
Poets’ pens chase after them:
Hungry pages wait.
Silent words once spoke;
Their echoes, running spirits:
Poets shade their ghosts.
Chasing ghost words, ink
Net lexis souls running free—
Finished lines are ours.
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Wisdom’s words run deep;
Poets’ pens chase after them:
Hungry pages wait.
Silent words once spoke;
Their echoes, running spirits:
Poets shade their ghosts.
Chasing ghost words, ink
Net lexis souls running free—
Finished lines are ours.
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