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Along the way
A guess can lead you faster
Scent, a guide to the day
A friend came along, saved you
From disaster

Helping hands write a story
Most would find familiar
Crafting tales alone? I implore thee
Demand a team and master builder

For craft alone is not enough
To fill to the edge a page
In the Life of scribes it is tough
To sometimes fits of rage

It’s worth our while in the end
Along the way we tread
Imagination is our friend
Grown up from the books we’ve read

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