I threw away the necklace you made for me.
The pearls were rusting anyway.
You told me that pearls never rust.
You said they glimmer and never lose their shine.
You said they stick together and are strong.
You said they are the treasure of the ocean.
You were not talking about pearls when you said this.
You were talking about me.
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