Those salty traitors stung my pupils as
I looked at the devastation all around.
The voices of self-reproach were
getting louder in my head.
How I wished I had let them do it.
How I wished I hadn't done everything.
My eyes took in the
enormous piles of disarray lying about.
The messy room sniggered.
The prompt for this Friday was
how I wished
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