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split are the sections of banana peel, slowly turning brown in my compost bin after i make my banana walnut muffins.
wishing is useless
because the wish-monster doesn't exist
he's really just
an illusion
if you want something done
better to do it yourself.
tarnished is the spoons in my grandmother's antique walnut cupboard with a glass front, left to gather dust in a corner of my second cousin's basement after she passed away twenty years ago.