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Finding a fifty dollar bill

on Friday the 13th

didn't justify the hospital wristband.

That was close to losing

the doll that looked like me.

The red-stained

battery acid that

ate her back away

reminded me of totaling

my first car

outside the church.

Plowed into and pushed into a

parked car may have been why

the mobile home filled with objects.

Finding a Menchis card

with $10 credit in a

wooden baby crib

could not ease the loss of

the beautiful blue-green

stone from my birthstone ring.

 

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