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I am an empty coconut
once filled with so much joy and happiness
Once hooked to a home
Then i travled
Hoping
Wishing
To create my own home
But i was picked up
Cracked open
Dug out of
carved into
Painted on
And decerated
Now all am is a cup
To be filled with hope
And emptied with nothingness





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