How I brood everyday
Dreaming of escape
Been trapped for so long
That I fold paper boats
The riparian origami
In the halcyon sea
The ripple pushes it to lilt, sway
And I hop on for a stay
So I'll never be woebegone again
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Paper Boats
Short Story"Dispute not with her: she is lunatic." — William Shakespeare (Richard III) /// Adventure #63, Short Story #99 /// © All Rights Reserved
