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Words inside of it Just waiting to come out. When they come out no one knows But one day bit by bit.
The word inside of it Will be used for Poetry, story writing, writing plays, or writing a newspaper Or writing a song when you’re bored.
A piece of long thick lead Lays in it waiting to be sharpened It sits there like its dead Until, one day when its day comes to be sharpened.
A pencil will never loose its purpose Which is to write, write, and write? Whenever you want Wherever you want.
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