*shrsh* *shrsh* *shrsh* *shrsh*
The shiny blade smoothly cast out the curled wood…
The chiseled graphite withering from its converged end…
Though only a flake, life lingered, I felt…
Brittle and weak…
A faint sense of self association…
With a deep sigh, I threw it away…
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Beauty!!
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