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Somewhere
Somewhere, looking for Elmo
I found myself
There I was
Wearing a (penciled in) ruler in my pant leg
Carrying a carrot on my waistline
The tree once filled with birds;
Now harbors ice cream cones
I was bitter
Life had not been kind
Too many paper dolls
Dressed in bubble gum wrappers
Sometimes who you think you are
Doesn’t even come close
I found out
When I talked with me Mum
I had a horrid childhood (earliest years)
My puzzle is filling in
Too rapidly to adjust
Someone,
Please find the eraser
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