Pencil shavings the color of ash
found in that overflowing trash
It holds
old names and unwanted toiletries
things that were
never really needed
Easily forgotten
In that office where
things shouldn’t be abandoned
There’s something refreshing
haven’t you noticed
about remembering the forgotten
Those things you once poured
your heart into
before you crumbled it up
to hit that effluvium
We should always remember
the forgotten
Éloa 
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