Speckled with small pieces of glitter
Complements your deep sea foam color
How perfect you would look in my collection
If only you were in my possession
Moving without thinking
You are no longer in your case
But in my hand
Driving across my paper
When your original owner come back
They won’t notice
They have 23 others to cover your disappearance
I will say I’ve never seen it before
And you will forever be mine
Part of my art collection
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