As I was pulling things apart, I opened this plastic box in my closet and I saw this cocktail ring that I had forgotten about it.
I used to think it was ugly and but now I kind of think it's pretty. We used to make fun of it.
I then knocked over a little box as I moved and stars spilled everywhere. I thought I had destroyed them all in my bonfire.
I had to have a little cry. What I thought was gone was still here. It gave me a little hope.
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