I wrote this poem last year for my history class. I’d completely forgotten that this poem existed, but I reread it, and thought it would cool to do a #ThrowBackThursday by posting it.
Desperate times call for desperate measures.
We live in desperate times.
It used to be a piece of jewelry
It used to be a safe haven
They took that away from us
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