
if there was a word
that described
who I am
it would arise
from the abyss
that I am
the unheard shout
that, what will echo
is the one, I am
the gross
and the shadow
the light, I am
whispering wind
the cool breeze
the fragrance, I am
in the world
I have become dirty
otherwise, pure I am
A word that means
a word that meant
for you, I am
unspoken
unthought of
that’s the word, I am
Such a heartfelt piece🌹
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Such a poignant poem.
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Thanks a lot 🙏🙏
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You’re welcome
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