A thrift store poem!

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Thrift Store
by Lenore Severson

Bird’s-eye blue mugs, thin like cups,
She always washed them by hand.
Two Great Northern Railroad notepads,
Unopened package of snaps, rik-rak braid
And upholstery needles,
Rebundled and sold as one.
Thrift store inventory.
Lifetime leftovers.


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