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Alone at night I want to write
To pen the perfect prose
To express my deepest hidden feelings
Even if it’s only to recite them to the bedroom ceiling
I want to speak of that one
Yes, that one
The one who woke me
The one with whom I had so much fun
Despite…maybe…because of the rules in force when that begun
Rules that forbade our meeting
Rules that in retrospect seem so fleeting
The one with whom I’m forever entangled
But how to find that perfect angle
How to channel that magister, Tolkien
And become a fellow Inkling
99 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Inkling
crispina kemp 
Rules are meant to be broken.
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During lockdown, not a good idea
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That’s a valid point.
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Beautiful writing
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Thank you, Sadje
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Brilliant – you had me going there- then shifting romantic entanglement to a desire for literary entanglement with Tolkien and the Inklings was stroke of genius- I had forgotten about the Inklings it would have been great fun I think hanging out with Tolkien and CS Lewis 👏😀
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