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A Poem?

I found this in my notes and have no idea what it is, so I’ve decided it’s some sort of new age poem I write while half asleep, probably after taking a Benadryl or something.




Medium, 2 stories


Chairs, flowers, nook space with a cushioned bench in front of a big window


Pick it up and toss it


Drive around it to the other side

If you can make sense of it, please tell me. I have utterly no clue.

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