Written in Hope.

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Open up.

Open up, please.

Let me into myself.
Fill me up with panicked relief.

Open up.

One more time, please.

Pluck my palms off of the shelf.
Spread them open and read.

Littering isn't cool
So don't crumple them for misuse
I'd much rather see them
In the pretty books

Recycling is cool
But I'm not sure what to do
So I think I'd rather see them
Folded up into you.

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