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A pretty blue jar sits on my vanity
“Recovery Cream” it calls itself
I’m a little put off by its hubris
I wonder what it thinks I should be trying to recover
I like where I’ve been, but I also like where I am
And I like the cream in the blue jar
I guess it can call itself whatever it wants
(OctPoWriMo 2019, Day 6 prompt: blue)
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