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Mar 2022
a diamond
was only dust
what once shined bright
turned into rust

What looked like
a prince
was just a frog
I wasn't kissed
I was repeatedly flogged

What looked like
a home
was a house of cards
that collapsed in a breeze
and stuck me with shards

What looked like
a rainbow
in red, green, and gold
was a broken kaleidoscope
that some old man sold
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
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   TSPoetry and Seranaea Jones
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