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In a quiet corners, worn and dear,
A notebook waits, its pages clear.
Its cover’s cracked, its edges frayed,
A vessel where our thoughts are laid.
With every stroke of pen on page,
It captures dreams that softly rage.
In ink, our hopes and fears take flight,
A diary of day and night.
Its lines hold secrets, joys, and pain,
A canvas for the heart’s refrain.
From whispered thoughts to grand designs,
It cradles every word that shines.
Through sleepless nights and waking hours,
About the Creator
Abbas
Versatile writer skilled in both tale & stories. Captivate readers with engaging content & immersive narratives. Passionate about informing, inspiring, & entertaining through words.
Comments (1)
This was very nicely done. Loved it