Welcome to a New Season

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 Season of Thanksgiving From Fountainpen.




From fountainpen studio, we appreciate your kind gestures and your ever commendable reaction toward our post this previous year-2022. 

we hope to serve you better in 2023.

 Happy prosperous New year. 

As a reminder, tighten your sit belt and relax for a bodacious anthologies and poetries to be released this year. 

You are invited for a nice read.

Gracias.


Check out our newest and previous update here. 

Thanks. 

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