An Ode to My Notebook

In my little notebook

Can be found strange new worlds

Little pearls of wisdom

Lots of squiggles and some swirls

In my little notebook

Who is the truest of friends

I scratch down my feelings

I pour out my sins

In my little notebook

All smudged and abused

You can find the pieces of me

That I don’t want to lose

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