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Paper

The words come rushing forth onto you,

A Torrent, a deluge,

Flooding you with my ink,

A frenzy, a rush,

Can you hold them?

The words, the fragments,

Can you carry them onwards?

The ideas, the patterns,

My hand furiously scribbling onto You,

Rending, tearing

I need you to unload on,

The joys, the sadness,

Have You captured the picture?

The concept, the feeling

Are the words joined or just jargon? I ask,

The complete, the ready

I have completed You.

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