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Clam
Hardest shell.
Strongest stance.
Bottom of the ocean
Lies the clam
If you would steal a glance.
What it holds,
What it's told,
No one knows.
Secret pearl-whispers
Carefully enclosed.
Little clam
In his cave
Lets a bubble out
And saves
The rest
For another day.
Clam.
Faceless to the sea.
An utter mystery.
And how he suffers so.
Little clam.
Leaving traces
Of the races
That he never ran.
Shut down
From every stare.
So grin and bear it
If you can
For you will never see his face.
And how he suffers so for it.
How he has
Sold his soul for it.
And what I am?
This tiny clam.
Unending miseries
And thoughts that won't unfurl.
Motionless. Sinking into sand.
Little clam.
Pearlless to this world.
