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The parchment was thirsty for ink, for the quenching of loving poetry.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 12, 2021.
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The parchment had survived the ages to tell its tale in strong black ink.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 12, 2021.
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The tale was told upon parchment in words so soulful that the black ink must have flowed from the heavens.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 12, 2021.
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Upon the parchment the black ink was heaven's light.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 12, 2021.
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The parchment told a story of time passing in its golden browns, and a story of timelessness in black ink, those words of loving human hearts.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 12, 2021.