Crafting Immortality

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Is immortality achievable?
I guess so,
Between sad stanzas of poetries unspoken 
And ignorant words unspoken
There lies a chasm untouched
Overlooked by the normal
Seen only by the odd.

An odd one,
A term for cheerless
Cheerless,
She searches for meaning
Meaning,
In the blank space
A futile search.

But in this blank space 
She crafts immortality 
With a pen she writes.

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