Our authors
Slaved over our every word
Their torment
Their tears
Go unoticed
We are scribbled down
Upon sheets of old parchment
when our creators
Awaken from a dream
Or return
From a nightmare.
We grace the eyes of but a few
And never recieve
the praise we deserve.
So many of us
linger
Unread
Unknown
Lost.
 
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