Sunday, September 15, 2013

So white it reflects light such a lack of color its almost translucent. But then stained by pen and pencil never to be white again. The words that will remain there for centuries to come. And although defied by pens and pencils the paper thankfully accepts its fate. Because although its been altered it now differs from all of the other blank colorless sheets of paper existent to the world.

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