Joy.

If my heart could write forever,

What would it say?

Would it just make musings of the pretty shapes on pretty paper to marvel at the sounds your mouth makes?

Would it be long-winded

Never-ending and ever twining

Or would I be overcome with joy

My pen a permanent smile on my lips

The words running through me

But making me all at once.

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