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Dumpster Diver

Angry at my bathroom,
threw away the rug and toilet cover.
Out to the dumpster with every green thread in tact.
So unthinkable some would make their way back.
First, scattered down the hall,
a week or more gone,
floor cleaned since,
waiting under my bed was more with my prince.
Weird, you say?
I had yet begun to pray.
Randomly appearing for weeks to come,
yes, most definitely,  something had begun.
Written by Honeebizz
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