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Aug 2023
like two pairs of  
socks. I'm an ankle. You're ribbed,
rolling up to the knee. I'm bright
red. You're white. We're mismatched.

You can see on sight. I'm
a mitten. You're a glove. You've slots
for fingers. I just shove all into
a big comfy pouch, with only

a space for the thumb. I’m a
hoop. You’re a stud. You have
backing. I have none. I am round. You are
flat. I hang down. You're a tat. You’re

a sneaker. I’m a sandal. Sand
and surf is all I handle. You run
fast. I like sun. You’re *******.
We contrast. Opposites in the same pack.
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
(56/F)   
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