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Inkwell Poetics

At the bottom of every empty ink bottle is trapped something lovely that just missed existence.

I like to think that's where I'll go when I die.
So maybe, someday, I can be someone's poetry.

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    Posted on February 4, 2012 via untitled. with 4 notes

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