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I find that paper lends itself Excellently to flow of thought; Far better than keystrokes and light. A screen blasts its presence forward; Takes what is does not possess and Flings it into our tired eyes. Paper takes what it is given And dutifully holds it close Until decay does to it part. Like a soldier brave and hardy It values its charge most highly And gives up its life before it.
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Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 12:33 PM UTC
Paper
I find that paper lends itself Excellently to flow of thought; Far better than keystrokes and light. A screen blasts its presence forward; Takes what is does not possess and Flings it into our tired eyes. Paper takes what it is given And dutifully holds it close Until decay does to it part. Like a soldier brave and hardy It values its charge most highly And gives up its life before it.
This is unfinished, both in idea and form. At some future date I would like to revisit this, flesh it out, and put it in a proper meter instead of this freeform tetrameter.
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Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 12:33 PM UTC
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