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Jul 2022
On the horizon
my eyes rest on a red ruby
in the distance
my sister stole it from me
but these things dont matter
it was plastic anyways
I'm crouching down low
my shins and feet touch the earth
I want to be close to the jar
there is something inside
trying to get out
Written by
kirra  22/F/barcelona
(22/F/barcelona)   
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