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Pencil, Pencil in your stand Smoothest ebony in my hand Tell my dreams, create my myths A graphite diamond in my grip Hexagonal beauty tall and fine Carve my vision from just one line Blankest page of purest white Stands no chance against your might When my mind is clouded and blue The only thing I need is you You soothe my pain and heal my wounds Fascinated my hand moves Deepest trance and sweetest bliss As I watch the sharp'ner twist And once again you are renewed Till I need you again to lift my mood