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The paper boat

ringlets ripples of water
fallen droplets of rain
creases of conjuring paper
maiden sails of pain
twists of each corner
folds of no restrain
flag in the center
a destiny quite uncertain
castaway to blue yonder
never to see again

By icedlatte

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