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I let the ink monster
Out of my heart
Its form is of dark sorrow
Its visage marred
Its eight legs sprawl
As it uncoils itself
And it sneaks across the page
With astonishing stealth
It leaves a trail
Of writhing black ink
A kind of pathway
That will help me think
And as it ambles
On this avenue of anguish
I find that my sorrow
Is finally vanquished
Dawn & Dusk 
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