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He typed his first poem in three years:

The world didn’t end with a bang, a flood, or a plague. It ended with a keyboard. qqwweerrttyyuuiioopp aassddffgghhjjkkll zzxxccvvbbnnmm

But its keyboard was broken.

He loaded a sheet of yellowed paper. He began to type—not to send a message, but to remember. His fingers hovered. He typed his first poem in three years: