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comfort in solitude
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Hyacinth garden this change is changing me
it lays without color
cold words
something I'll never hear
my essence never heard
like rain catches the light of the moon
drops
radiantly flicker
destined to collide
bounce off the surface of the bay
unwanted by its own,
lesser
mediocre
trickle down dispersed without existence
search
to find an identity
scattered until it is set somewhere
thrown from beauty beneath the moon
in thought, my shadow resides
this silhouette finds comfort in solitude
Fine enough
intelligent enough
Stout enough
significant enough
I will not display my own decay
if it is only for today
