imagine
the opening
when the one who'd always drawn in lines
woke up once
to find the world
alive
and filled with
shapes...
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POV II because, obviously, I'd written another poem called POV. It's part of a larger poem, though, and I don't feel like typing the whole thing out today. It's a bit pretentious anyway.
This one? Is short.
That's about all I have to say, yes.
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