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The place where the lost things go

I'll become collective as an antiquity You have crushed me like a glass And stepped over Now my pieces are stuck in your heels And you are carrying me everywhere

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Date: 4/8/2020 11:58:00 AM
I like this a lot! Great write!
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Sanja Cokolic
Date: 4/8/2020 12:11:00 PM
Thank you :) :)