The Tiniest Paper Trail

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The tiniest paper trail I could leave today is a poem. But it means I existed today.

I hear sink water running,
accomplishing more than
i am-

My brother washes
the dishes-
i am defeated
to the couch.

Brother washes.
Water running.
I.

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