I re-booted!

There has been

in the crossing of the circles

into the infinity

a select single few



their perfection rings supreme

outcast by the dull ordinary

for their glimer

is such a radiance

one dare not dull it

with their own meager yellow shine



these select can walk open handed

amidst enemies

and become the leader

of which once

hated them so.



to their own demise



could this be the way

of growth

that show in us something we desire to be

by others we dare not hinder

for within we all know



'they're gonna go places'



the green pales even my light



even so

am i so perfect?



this is the deliema i face.

the shells have cracked

spilling the yoke...

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