Stories and plots unraveling

Fresh open pages,
A musty old smell,
Etched onto paper, lie stories unravelling,
Adventures untangling,
A break from reality,
A mirror to your life.
Opportunities opening up,
New perspectives being handed to you,
New lenses that you can look through.
All of these things
In a stack of paper,
Bound with a thread,
Being handed to you.


 

maelynslavik

VT

13 years old

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