This Paperwork

This Paperwork
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 This screwed up blotched paperwork lies in the waste basket.
This ‘ready to be disposed of’ remembers being part of the fold,
in a pad with others.
This once milky white ‘yet to be defined’ turned out to be a doodle.
This paperwork became just another ‘throw away’ of no real importance.





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