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Dumped

I’ve seen others dumped
Cast off and forgotten
With sweet rotting
I’ve seen them decompose
Into sweet liquor as people
Mill about them like flies
I’ve seen their seeds left behind
Seeming a hollow shell and yet
Look! And a green stalk sprouts
And with wonder and awe
I watch them grow
Blossoming greater than before
While I sit there as plastic
Discolouring and fading
Becoming more useless
As I wait for the end

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