My medicine cabinet is filled with ancient shit
and some of that ancient shit
reminds me of other things
There is an old bottle of acne medication
given to me years ago
by someone I haven't seen in years
sitting in my medicine cabinet
"My sister never uses this stuff, so I took it from her"
The bottle of acne medication is almost empty
I'm reluctant to face this fact
It's like saying goodbye
again
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