Hi, everyone. So today I wanted to read another poem, this one's called Parchment, and I wrote it for a creative writing class that I took this year. The parchment, with its familiar scent of forgotten libraries or books March on for miles. It beckons, promising to spend tales that transport her out of reach. Sounds emit from the single page, a clashing of swords, a thundering Dragon, and a scratching

One of my poems from a creative writing class I took called "Parchment." Hope you enjoy!

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