Poem ... The Letter
Marks on paper
Folded and inserted
Into other paper
Put into a metal box
With metal flag raised
Picked up by a human
In a vehicle with wheels
And taken to a sorting faclity
Where the marks are interpreted
And delivered to the intention
Of those marks
Another human
Takes the folded paper
Unfolds and deciphers
And smiles.
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