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Pops in Oklahoma


so many shelves

aligned the translucent walls

to where the outside world is invisible 

clear smooth glass bottles sit on each one of them

short amounts of liquid in each one 

they are not classified as beautiful

in fact this whole place

this world probably is not classified that

But right now to me

it is

the food, the family, the friends 

but most importantly 

the clear smooth glass bottles aligned 

on each shelf

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