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Poem by Paul Alfred Brown With pen in hand
The taking of a pen in hand and placing words upon paper is a simple task;
Yet at times it can mean so much to someone far away!
It is but a small chore to accomplish, but few attempt to care to do so;
Or is it the lack of heart and caring?
A mighty thing this pen and paper,
That can mean so much, yet is done so little.
A special key to unluck so many things,
But a key that seems to only collect dust ….. The End.
By Paul Alfred Brown
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