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A Poem About Sequel-ing Stories

Major Transgression
Was etched in a charcoal discretion
That could be drawn in many different directions
And spawn plenty of uncanny collections
Of thought
“How to respond?”
I thought, “I ought to explore my perplexions”
Distribute them in a tight ficly section
This story simply needs a more thickly + thorough inspection!
It shouldn’t be dismissed too quickly—
It’s prickly hooks
Took my mind’s coat and books
By the nooks!
Inspiring quite a story to write
I might even go back and take a better look!

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