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Shell
I don't want to be a broken shell on the beach.
Caught in the midst of the waves on the shore.
Please don't discard me for the pieces I'm missing.
Hold me for a while and see what I could be.
Inside are secret colors that reflect in the sun.
Outside are shades that glitter in the moon.
And although I've got defects, it doesn't mean I can't be beautiful.
It means there's not another like me anywhere.
So take me home and string me on a necklace.
Place me in your pocket for good luck.
Let me be a charm placed among your treasures.
But please don't drown me back into the dark blue. You'll never know unless you give me a chance.
