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Poetry News Post #5990

A Paper Crumpled

Written by: Sareia Lanthe-Danai, Hashani Scholar
Date: Sunday, May 14th, 2023
Addressed to: Everyone


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a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a A Paper Crumpled.

Once upon a time, there was a piece of paper crumpled.
The assortment of ink was vast, the Shop of Continents offered a variety without end.
So it rolled, and rolled, fulfilling the destiny it knew.
To write and paint itself with every word Life meant.
But time soaked the edges of this once pristine paper.
Soggy, it thought to itself and wondered of its maker.
If not to roll and roll and roll, what is a paper crumpled?
The many Shop of Continents wouldn't take one worth bent.
So it dove, crashed into waves that softens.
And into the sea, all the ink from its crumpled body went.


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a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a- a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a+ a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a+ a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a

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0---------------------------------0a a a a _,--._.-,
/\_r-,\_ )
.-.) _;='_/ (.;
\ \' \/S )
L.'-. _.'|-'
<_`-'\'_.'/
`'-._( \
___ \\, ___
\ .'-. \\ .-'_. /
'._' '.\\/.-'_.'
'--``\('--'
snd \\
`\\,
\|

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Penned by my hand on the 10th of Aeguary, in the year 917 AF.


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Poetry News Post #5990

A Paper Crumpled

Written by: Sareia Lanthe-Danai, Hashani Scholar
Date: Sunday, May 14th, 2023
Addressed to: Everyone


0---------------------------------0
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a A Paper Crumpled.

Once upon a time, there was a piece of paper crumpled.
The assortment of ink was vast, the Shop of Continents offered a variety without end.
So it rolled, and rolled, fulfilling the destiny it knew.
To write and paint itself with every word Life meant.
But time soaked the edges of this once pristine paper.
Soggy, it thought to itself and wondered of its maker.
If not to roll and roll and roll, what is a paper crumpled?
The many Shop of Continents wouldn't take one worth bent.
So it dove, crashed into waves that softens.
And into the sea, all the ink from its crumpled body went.


0---------------------------------0
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a- a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a+ a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a+ a a a a a a a a a a a
a a a a a a a a a a a a

===================================
0---------------------------------0a a a a _,--._.-,
/\_r-,\_ )
.-.) _;='_/ (.;
\ \' \/S )
L.'-. _.'|-'
<_`-'\'_.'/
`'-._( \
___ \\, ___
\ .'-. \\ .-'_. /
'._' '.\\/.-'_.'
'--``\('--'
snd \\
`\\,
\|

0---------------------------------0
===================================


Penned by my hand on the 10th of Aeguary, in the year 917 AF.


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