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Dec 2018
My world is in the shape of a shield
Small and divided with smoothed over edges

My world is bitter
When left to dissolve
My world is better
When Taken at the same time, every morning
My world
Is like me
Bitter when left alone to dissolve
Better with some routine

My world
Fits inside a small orange bottle
On my coffee table
Written by
Wide eyed
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   Fawn
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