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Jun 2018
You tossed me on the heated ground.
Clank!
The way you could just get rid of me makes me astound.

One moment, you’re holding me tight in your firm hand.
Slurp!
Now I am resting here on the scolding beach sand.

I understand that you were once thirsty,
Argh!
But was it worth it because now this place is *****?
Gray
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