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He was practically levitating. Liam ran his hand through his hair, a goofy grin plastered across his face. "The Unexpected Joy of Refrigerator Magnet Poetry" had gone viral. It was on the college website and had been retweeted by several influencers.

He’d almost scrapped the essay, considering it too weird. Now, it was validating. He let out a whoop of delight, startling the librarian, who shot him a dirty look. He clapped a hand over his mouth and apologized, then immediately burst into laughter.

He pulled out his phone, re-reading the comments. "Brilliant!" one read. "I can finally understand the appeal of refrigerator poetry," another said. Liam felt a surge of energy, an urge to create. He grabbed his keys and rushed out of the library, already planning his next artistic endeavor: a flash mob performance of interpretive dance set to elevator music.