Words scribbled across
crumbled paper
read the same way 
More than mere thoughts
Thunk
More than expressions
Stated
More than feelings
Shared
More than Adventures
Experienced
More than memories 
Not yet created
We are all raw poetry
crumbled up on pieces of paper
with scribbled
sometimes unlegible 
sentiments
scratched on stained
scrapped posted notes
not so much to be
re-membered
as much as to live on
Be Found
Read
Re-experienced
when needed most
RAW POETRY
we are more
(so much more)
than scribbled words
on pieces of discarded scrapes of paper.            .            .
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