Pick a pageA Poem by SorenA life we write, the print dim and bright on pages of time Each day a leaf, joy or grief, chapters both sad and sublime Some prefer to drink, dark dried thoughts of ink remorsefully refined Some drink, the bright white spaces behind until they become blind With nothing to gain would you choose pain or contented glee Of pages read through, which you open is up to you, choose carefully
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