Sitting patiently at my desk
I sat deep in thought with a blank paper
And a pencil in hand sharp to the point
I pressed the tip and it pricked my finger
Puncturing my paper flesh of so thin
Slowly droplets of blood seeped through this new
Avenue of freedom, the crimson blood
Formed beautiful red spheres becoming red
Pearls that were born from my own life force, I
Fell into a trance from the beauty that
Was born from my own body, one by one
They formed to fall from my finger onto
The white sheet that lay below my finger
Upon landing the pearls transformed into
Crimson coins, aaahhh how beautiful they are...
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