Glass Jars Read Count : 32

Category : Poems

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My shelf was getting taller,
More jars filled with so much clutter...
The shelf itself finally toppled,
Leaving every last jar smashed.

Though only an image internal,
The toppling wasn't abnormal.
It was meant to happen, this mess.
To relive the happy moments while cleaning up the mess. 








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