i’m sorting my luggage i took home
some are soiled; some are still wet
i found pieces of paper where i scribbled
my previous thoughts to be remembered
i chuckle reading; where were those from
i must have been dreaming all the time
i have to put all my clothes to laundry
before molds growth would smell funny
i forgot i brought a box full of candy
still wrap in plastic; it reads hershey
i will air it out and i hope i will forget
then i will buy another one at the market
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