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Silver Pendant Boy MAG
Pick me up when I get home
Grasp me the way I clutch
My knees on the train
Twirl me the way I
Spin in your pockets.
Take care of my body
As I age like brass coin
Rinse me as you learn
How to love the patina on my face
Rub it off in concentrated circles
Feel the oil and grime on your fingertips
Wipe it slowly on your thighs
Watch as the dirt becomes a residue
That sprouts small versions of us
Popping from the surface like memories
As I return, a glassy coin
Satisfied and shiny
With the erosion of your fingers
divets on my skin.
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I used to collect small, cool-looking coins when I was younger. Sometimes I can see my reflection in the coin, and It feels like the moment you'd find a "Lucky penny" as a kid.