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Thinking aloud

Where are you going?

Gems

Seven flowers pressed to paper thin,
One black cloth, twisted into a bow,
Three manila sheets, cut down to size,
with a pretty lady coloured in pink and blue,
offered a rose.

Scribbles on a card pinned onto a maroon board,
one cute pig disemboweled and hollowed,
a pillow wrapped in human smells.

The gems of my life, my room.

I've used G. Now's left letters J,M,U,V,Y and Z.

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