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The page begins blank
A pencil is poised
The writer has decided
The pencil makes contact
A mark is made
It's static at first
So the pencil moves
The mark moves alongside
It begins to curve
Starting like a circle
But not fully round
Goes on a tangent
Creates a diagonal line
Then curves once again
This time not clockwise
An almost circle forms
But as you expect
The pencil moves forward
The mark follows too
Aiming for the start
The very first mark
It courses so directly
It meets with aplomb
It clicks into place
The shape is done
The pencil keeps moving
The mark curves again
It deviates its path
Just like last time
So it doesn't deviate
It follows the line
The line made earlier
Curving and joining up
Over and over again
The pencil is trapped
To leave, to remain
Round and round again
And again and again
Curving and joining up
Over and over again
Round and round again
And again and again
Over and over again
Round and round again
Over and over again
Round and round again
And again and again
Over and over again
Round and round again
And again and again
Over and over again
Round and round again
Over and over again
Round and round again
And again and again
Over and over again
Round and round again
And again and again

And again...