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Jan 2020
Rolling open on the ground no visible contents
Searching to be filled or occupied with a task
Almost like a Senior citizen with memories worth repeating but nobody listening
Nobody paid it any mind but it refused to be thrown away
Needed to be useful but there was nothing to do but pass through
It didn't escape the sanitation pickup this time like a shelter dog waiting for a visitor or crying because the forever home still awaits
The bag was filled with yesterday with no thoughts of today or tomorrow

C@rainbowchaser2020
Written by
Maddy  F/East Coast
(F/East Coast)   
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     --- and Carlo C Gomez
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