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Apr 2012
I, am an invisible post office

A trader of words
The journals to graffiti wall work

Modern yellowed pages
Of forgotten letters

In back rooms
Desk drawers
Old books with dog eared pages

Taking in all of these
Sending them on

Watching the forgotten word spread
A verbal wild fire

Doors close
The invisible post office
Is heading for the next station
Sam Greig-Mohns
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Sam Greig-Mohns
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