Monday, February 11, 2019

the hidden

nothing is ordinary.
dull
or stale.
no one
is not unique,
or
special. a star
or flake
fallen from the sky.
despite the frown
or tears
the poverty
of pocket
or soul, no one
is the same,
or lacking in spark
or
glory,
though few blaze
open
for others to see.

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