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I went to a Zine Fest,
not even sure of what it really meant;
then it was explained to me,
it’s a very short version of a magazine.
Poetry, stories or comic book drawings,
all created to be self-published.
Many displays for sale were small,
or up to a folded half-sheet tall.
(The fest was not what I expected at all.)
I fully enjoyed the event,
not knowing it even exists.
I left feeling connected
and with a wondering mind…
I think God’s trying to let me know,
my time to publish has come.
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