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When You're Trying To Try

What is the purpose
Of an unheard radio
Playing its song
Lost in time

What is the point
Of the unused doll
Lying in the corner
Dusty, once loved

Why would you keep
A rusty engine
Broken parts
Contorted wheels

I am the unheard radio
I am the unused doll
I am the rusty engine

We must use ourselves
With the parts others left behind
To create something worthwhile
I hope
Written by JustWondering
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