Do I need the pen to write
Deep is a dropp of a story inside
Like water that waters the garden
so then green is restored
Do I need the pen to sell
By going around and come back
With overhead are the pumpkins
that makes my day run go
Do I need the pen to relux
That fills my hope of moments
That files my days of the youth
On the timeline it goes
Do I need the pen to say
the little calabash with
a cool well behind the cup
That soothes inward the soul
And stops in a big full stop
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