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sinful ink
innocent pure
clean and perfect
there lies
a piece of paper
untouched
doing no wrong
knowing
no wrong
when suddenly
footsteps
echos of the future
deafening
powerful
they stop
and a jar
is opened
a tool
is inserted
and removed
and suddenly
a blot
of ink
appears
black
strong
slowly it spreads
destroying the white
sinful
bad
hellish
ruining the goodness
before it
pandora's box
is open
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