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a built desk
stained, dark oak
glossy and fresh
my parents bought you

there you sat
agents a wall
i perched under you
when they fought

i wrote about your dents, how they came to be
created visions from you clouding color
remember my past with the tear stains i left on you

i bonded with you
as you grew older and my parents, apart
you're chipped, wobbly, and scared with scratches
like me

we live with my grandma now
we're not the prettiest pieces to display
but she loves us just the same

she's polished us, strengthened us
we've been brought back to our glowing shine
we continue to keep ourselves stable, real



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