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Feb 23
I love to go to the lost and found

The piles of clothes always abound

I go to find something I've lost  

All the things here were tossed  

And misplaced here upon the ground  

But now are here in lost and found



Sweatshirts and shorts all gone

Left upon someone's lawn

Waiting here to be claimed

Some off which are already named



Nametags and sharpie on the tags

In terrible condition from snags

Some unnamed and some forgotten

Water bottles and lunch boxes that are rotten
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J A
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