Page Twelve

If you see page twelve,
you'll find an average piece.
Some writting from a person-
nothing to unique.
six paragraphs in total,
spread across the page,
The writer barely thought
a reader would engage.
Written in some hours
erased and then revised,
Subbmited with a questionmark
ending with a sigh.
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Months went by, forgotten piece
saved inside a folder
When suddenly-
it reappeared,
bigger, brighter, bolder.
Accompanied by a steller photo,
Printed, layed in ink
Nestled inbetween the pages
transformed in a blink.
If you stumble on this page,
You might skim through a bit,
If you have the time
Perhaps you'd even read it
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And yet this aticle on page 12,
Means so much more than that
The author almost cried 
When on the screen it sat.
The writer stared
and stared
and stared
They can't believe that page.
cause on it was their published work
The first they ever made.