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This poem uses a new type of poetry form called "Bookends" with lines, that are exactly the same length, forming a square image shape, center indented in the center of the page.

"Even old paint, left to dry-out and be forgotten, can heal the peels and bubbles once in despair, deemed unworthy of repair." - quote by author.

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Old Paint in Old Tin Can

I pried with a screw-driver driven into a lid 
sealed with age, and rust, to crack open a 
callous retribution, set aside, tombed over.
I was curious to learn how much remained
and in what condition. Up came the lid with
a gurgle, fizz, hiss, expelled with age smell.
The paint on top, had dried, to a skin, a curd,
a viscous scum of strange foreign color that
did not auger well for its pending redemption.
I poked through the thin skin, scooping it out,
to reveal the paint separated into its primary
colors. Once, thrice stirred, it slowly rejigged
into its original color and form, ready to adorn 
marks on the wall, scraped and sanded ready 
for a fix, now all's done dusted, and forgiven.

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