A Dead Poet's Rise

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How wild it is to....
To be, Someone You are Not,
And to not be, someone You are Not.
To be an overpouring Wave,
To be, also, a Wilted flower.
To strive and strive...to become an Ocean,
To just, get paid back, as a River.
To taste Venom in a Homemade Dessert,
And to also, smell Security in a Guest.
To feel Alien among Kin,
To be unable to tell a Swan from a Duck.
To glorify someone, so not-deserving,
And to fashionably, lose, a Rare Gem.
To be lucky at points, and,
Yet, so Luckless.
To be vulnerable,
And, to have the courage to be.
How wild it is...
To casually awaken,
A Dead Poet inside of Me!

{The cover picture has
been captured by Me}

Yours Truly,
𝑳𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒚𝒃.
23/11/2022.

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