Paperless Poets
Their work is scribed in cyberspace
Where many come from distant place
Bringing something, a piece of them
Phoned home a message, theirs to send
A thought from a state of mind
Unique racing through phone lines
Landing upon a pair of eyes
This food for thought with love arrives
They bring news in time capsules
When opened and are read sand castles
Pouring stories of time and space
Upon a souls welcomed embrace
So launch today what is of heart
A piece of you, to now impart
What once was yours, now is theirs
To read maybe of you now bared
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