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my hands are shaking
Im writing a note
Its for you
I wont give you the note
Ill throw it away
In the bin
Its rubbish anyway
I dont want you to see this
It was a goodbye note
But you wont see it
Ill just leave
Like normal
Poems on the topic: rubbish
Poems on the topic “rubbish” on Poets.by.
Unproductive
trumpets for the corn
not the mist
who am I here
an old ore dug out
from under rubbish
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