Poem on paper is life
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PAPER IS LIFE!
I came across some paper,
It was crumpled, torn and frayed,
Stained with ink and tears,
A tormented artist played.
Paper has more patience than people,
I penned one of my own,
To tell you not to worry,
That you will never be alone.
I put this note into the bin,
And I slowly walked away,
To hide the emotion of my soul,
Of where this artist played.
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