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Apr 2020
like the money you leave in your jeans
i am washed until i am no longer new
i am thin and easily breakable
yet when you find me,
you are delighted
because i stayed

but i just wish that next time i will completely dissolve
because you will forget me again
like the money in your jeans
Written by
Eitten S  19/F/Mississippi
(19/F/Mississippi)   
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     Eitten S, Harshit Nangia and Holly D
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