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Rainbow Salad

String Cycles

A poem, in response to Sadie Seroxcat’s September prompt. Thanks for all of your work.

Image by Kier In Sight, via Unsplash.

The day that I was born
You handed me a string
I clasped to it closely
Unaware of what it could bring.

I handed you those tissues
When your eyes leaked black tar.
I try to heal in solitude
But I…

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