Prompt #10 is to write a poem about an object that describes me. I thought about it a lot, and I hate this idea. I'm going to cheat.
A pillow. Comfy, safe.
A rock. Secure, solid.
A computer. Smart, connected.
A gem. Rare, precious.
None of these are me.
I like being supportive, but I am not a pillow.
I like being trusted, but I am not a rock.
I like thinking, but I am not a computer.
I like being unique, but I am not a gem.
None of these are you
either.
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