I had a slice
I lost it
I want it back
I had a slice
I don’t know what I did
It’s gone
Grace tried to help
She tried, I tried
It
Is
Gone
Till tomorrow
Tomorrow
I will
get it back
Lost
I had a slice
I lost it
I want it back
I had a slice
I don’t know what I did
It’s gone
Grace tried to help
She tried, I tried
It
Is
Gone
Till tomorrow
Tomorrow
I will
get it back
let's observe 
Oh no! That’s the worst. You’ll find it… and it will be even better after round two!
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Oh no! I’m so sorry to hear your writing was lost. The rhythm of your poem reminds me a little of Langston Hughes’s “I loved my friend poem.” Sounds like you loved this slice, but it went away from you. Hope your final slice for the challenge goes as you want it to 🙂
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This is such an intriguing slice. Did you lose your slice before it was written? Or was there a technical glitch? Or was it like losing your slicing mojo? Regardless, I’m sorry it disappeared and wish you good luck with your final slice tomorrow. Tomorrow! Wow!
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This is fantastic!
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This is so creative! I have lost a slice before and it is the worst! You captured the emotions so well here.
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I also wondered if you literally lost your slice or just had trouble. This short poem really had me analyzing!
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Oh no! That has happened to me before and it is so very frustration. I love what you did here however to carry on and write.
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Oh no!!!! That’s the worst thing about technology. Can’t wait to see it (or what you create) tomorrow!
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