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Once, I had a seashell.
It was pretty and light blue, rough on the top and smooth on the other side.
I carried it for luck, because carrying something pretty inspired confidence and strength within.

Over time, I forgot to carry it around.
First one day, which I cursed.
Then the next, which I didn't mind so much. I knew where it was.
Then the next, which I was so busy, I barely thought twice.

It sat on the dresser top, slowly being covered in the strata of other found things, old bits of paper and dead insects. I buried it, the pretty thing, with no mourning.
 
There once was a man from Nantucket
Who carried his bibble in a bucket
Nice fellow, I wonder if Gagh knows him?

The End.
 
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