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- One day, I found the letter "W" laid face to the ground- i knew this because it's center was pushed downward, like a nose in the dirt. with every attempt i made to stir it, it would only moan and remain still, its thin arms bent around backwards. this is not the first time iv'e seen a "W" laid out, having witnessed many letters and numerals bite the dust of misplacement- it is just the sad truth of our language. i found a cardboard box and picked it up carefully, making sure i didnt injure the poor fellow further. it looked up at me and made a weak smile, knowing we all make mistakes— upon it's passing away, it was this expression i remembered most when i buried it next to an "M"... -© 2020
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Oct 20, 2020
Oct 20, 2020 at 6:36 AM UTC
buried between the lines
- One day, I found the letter "W" laid face to the ground- i knew this because it's center was pushed downward, like a nose in the dirt. with every attempt i made to stir it, it would only moan and remain still, its thin arms bent around backwards. this is not the first time iv'e seen a "W" laid out, having witnessed many letters and numerals bite the dust of misplacement- it is just the sad truth of our language. i found a cardboard box and picked it up carefully, making sure i didnt injure the poor fellow further. it looked up at me and made a weak smile, knowing we all make mistakes— upon it's passing away, it was this expression i remembered most when i buried it next to an "M"... -© 2020
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