[55F]- A piece of marvel

I was lying there, reminiscing about our first kiss. How can she throw me out of her life? I felt lost, broken and crushed. My vision blurred, I knew my end was near!
I woke up to applause, flashing lights and curious eyes. Today, I’m a piece of marvel; I’m Ironman– an art from waste.

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