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When I read this, I think, " Well, all start with piece paper or something to write on." Thus the more meaning to this poem just for that. Well done!

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Thanks, Luis!

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I love the juxtaposition of the extraordinary and the ordinary in this poem.

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Thank you, LeeAnn! :)

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The poem reminds me of book binding—when words don’t come out the pen, we can always fold (and/or bind) paper.

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Thanks for commenting, Armand! :)

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