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A Person in a Capsule in an Envelope in a World

This is my decoration. No seriously. A picture in paper, Ink, graphite, rubber-- This is me An introvert With compelling words Becomes an open book The ruler-rigid lines Do not hinder or confine But support That mere scratches upon a page Can create a new galaxy of  understanding Is a neverending wonder Over the vast horizon of a blank page, One can watch a universe unfold With a blank page, One receives the ultimate gift Of a liberated mind These are my words This is my passion This is me Taking flight
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d-s-caillte
American
Published
May 10, 2011
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found this on the cover of a "time capsule" we made in my AP US History class; we were supposed to decorate it, but I'm not a very visual person

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