Hidden in the deep recesses of a writer's mind is a bow and string.
Each time a pen is picked up, an arrow of knowledge begins to sing.

When released a magical cycle of words interlock into the reader,
Leaving the start of a mysterious seed in a constant feeder.

As the tidbits are absorbed different emotions rule the apprehension.
There it's carried in each rustic arrow, built from erudition.

Knurled underneath the wisdom is meant to entertain.
Building a clear picture, the mystical world happens to abstain.

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