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You and I
- Sara Solano
- Apr 14, 2019
- 1 min read
You are like an empty playground
tagged in black
spray paint
covering its once
vibrant colors.
Pooling water
rests upon slides,
where voices echoed
in laughter,
now home to vandals
forgetting their purpose.
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