The smooth gliding on the paper,
The curves and lines it makes;
The enchanting marks it leaves behind
When the ink meets the page.
The beautiful letters it creates,
The ups and downs on the lines;
The cursive alphabets that shape,
Leaves a mesmerizing gaze.
The literature is ripe with it,
The past and the future;
Captured in the silky grace,
Prompting to follow and trace.
The poetic movements of hands,
The extended strokes of alphabets;
The calming effect it brings,
Oh! what a visual effect!
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