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[bluejeans07]

One of these days, it'll stop. Really. XD

To the Scribe

You and I haven't met
But I'm ensnared in your net
Caught between the pages
As the storm outside rages
And I look at you
With a smile that's true
Through black and white
And dark and light
With swords that sting
And birds that sing
As you reveal to me more
Of what's behind the door
To the secret way
And I cry out in dismay
Yet, nothing has changed
Though it's rearranged
And I'll frown at you
But with amusement, it's true
So I will go on forever
Through all sorts of weather
Being caught in your web
But there is no dread
I'm happy here
Since you are near
And while we've not met
In real life, not yet
I'll always admire you
And I hope you'll know that it's true