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Trash (Free verse) by drnick At night lights
shiver
They softly
glimmer
Upon a broken
glass
One might
wonder
Who could
uncover
And mistake this
for common trash
Some see the
beauty
Behind this
cruelty
The shards of
something nice
Historically were
one
But now found
undone
And given a
new sort of life
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