Thrift ShopA Poem by Amanda Reynoldsrefection on judging people"Thrift Shop" In the thrift shop of my mind, I am making fun of all these people I see there for being there all the time, But how would I know this If I was not there, so often Myself. © 2024 Amanda ReynoldsReviews
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3 Reviews Added on September 2, 2024 Last Updated on September 2, 2024 Tags: "thrift shop", "thrift shop poem" AuthorAmanda ReynoldsNew York, NYAbout52 year old Middle School English Teacher (19 years in the beloved Bronx, N.Y.) who loves the arts (in all of it's forms) more..Writing
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