once it was safe
perception not a tool
to forecast thoughts
unerased
yet
still invisible
the pain
oh so plain
and unadorned
wallflower
pretending not
to beg for sun
as her brightness
blinds the man
that calls himself
a gardener
once it was safe
perception not a tool
to forecast thoughts
unerased
yet
still invisible
the pain
oh so plain
and unadorned
wallflower
pretending not
to beg for sun
as her brightness
blinds the man
that calls himself
a gardener
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