Sometimes I wish I could project letters from my fingertips,
Each word forming sentences, paragraphs, stanzas on the page,
Lining up and falling into place, each on its own accord.
Lining up and falling into place, each on its own accord.
Like a wizard from a fairy tale,
I would cast deep spells of enchantment and sorcery,
I would cast deep spells of enchantment and sorcery,
Captivating whoever dared to look upon the bewitched writings.
But then I realize this power does indeed exist,
And then I wonder why I don't use it more often.
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