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a little exercise

(exercise 1 – sorry not sorry)

You saw me at sea.

Everything was

swept up-

in a storm, scattered

Across the sand.

You sighed like you were

on set. Sifted through

the shore searching-

for my shame. You

couldn’t find it.

The sunshine boiled

it into golden glass

And I sipped it all-

Left it to warm

the hollow of my heart.

 

(exercise 2 – everyday objects)

 


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