Beautiful, late paper girl
    Headlines always change
    Content settled, deep: unseen
(I) search your forest for the trees
    
    Red skyscrapers, old and new
    Tomes of paper passed, and you --
    Daughter of but few, or all?

    Mounting beauty, spring and fall.



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