Through the paper maze of sentiments, a pathway unfolds,
In the complexity of being, a flight of thought so providential,
Where every crease and bend, an origami bird of emotions holds.
Let’s design a substance of emotion, let our liquors enlace.
From the depths of introspection to the heights of elation,
It’s a fine line, this plan of action is from a suspicion inside.
A classic of mercy this paper bird, an achievement of creation,
An unaltered actuality of paste and pulp, that we clench so close,
The substance of emotion, a bird drinking a potion made unique,
A quality cycle of an emotion, a drinking bird, looseleaf.
Blending joy and sorrow, origami, making life complete.
In this flight of existence, whatever may, with water and paper
In the fluidity of feelings, Paper in water, a diversion takes place,
An unchanged acquisition, for the paper bird, a rectification.
Liquors of the heart, Paper turns to paste, an intricate embrace.
Origami bird folded with emotion, material soaked in hues of sensation.
In the drying, filling, and flowing of existence’s stream,
In the complexity of being, emotion distorts the subject,
Once a spirited array, a flight formerly decorated and keen,
now the paper bird has fallen water-logged from the course.
WoPoLi 
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