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Closet Corner
She
found such comfort
in her closet
corner
where she made a library
with four brown boxes,
with ten-fifteen books
she thought was important,
others were filled with
useless knowledge.
Few other things she found
here and there,
some old letters,
some new.
Than she found one old notebook
with few blank pages
and a red pen.
She started writing
and she wrote a poem.
She found a poet
in her closet corner.
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